Children's Poetry: Cucumber

Early in the morning, in my vegetable garden.

These dewy spring days

Puncture at the top of the flower

As fresh as you want.

I cultivated and watered them.

Use this bamboo pole to build a framework for them.

These cucumbers may already know me.

In the morning breeze, the green leaves are swaying.

It's like saying hello to me.

thrust out one's fingers

I touched a cucumber.

The cucumber shook.

Just like pendulum one

It's like swinging.

The curve it draws

It is the best in the morning light.

Punchline

Green leaf cucumber morning light