Come Out To Play Poem by persian khushi

I whistled as hard as I could
But as you know, my whistle is no good
I wanted to wake you up
To come and play with me in the dark
With the moon and the stars
Our guiding light
Among the tall trees in the forest
So I threw pebbles against your window
Still you would not wake up
Your snoring was like buzzing of a thousand bees
I had to make a run for it
Into the forest deep

Found myself there among the trees
Reaching to heaven like in dreams
I heard the cracking of dry twigs and leaves
Ears twitching and eyes on alert
I quickly shifted to my four legged furs
The running feet came closer
Prepared for a fight
I jumped up high
Higher than I could have in human form
Watching from the top of the tree

A tri-coloured male still wobbly on his paws
Came to an abrupt halt,
Nearly crashing into the trunk of the tree
With a roar I pounced on him
My friend has come out to play!