भीगी बिल्ली

On a cold winter afternoon,
A dog chases a fly,
And hurts itself
Each time the fly sits on its nose.

The feelings it bore
The thoughts it had
My past laid in it.
The dreams happy and sad.

A dog
Went for a jog,
Through the fog.
He met a frog.
The dog greeted the frog
“Good morning Mr. Cat.”