Pink Nights

Many nights
I have spent staring out
into the sky.
Not a starry sky,
A cloudy pink.
Pretty nevertheless.
I wish to walk out
of my home
and feel the night breeze
walk the empty streets
soak the pink sky
and the full moon.
Drive to a place far away
sing along the way
Lie on grass
and count the stars.
Dim your lamps ,
let the night shine.
I want to see the stars
on the shivering lake.
The fireflies, the twinkle
of the candle-light in your eyes.
I want to climb a mountain,
hold the moon in my spoon
greedy gobble, chew, plate,
phew!
I want to make the sky my slate,
scribble, draw, doodle
Oh Mumma it's not too late!