Poetry suitable for first-year reading

Story Name: Morning _ Poetry Story Content: The fuzzy morning is like a kitten that just woke up. My eyes lit up when the kitten blinked. The sun also rubs my eyes. The fuzzy morning also lit up. Story: I grow up, mom. I grow up. I want to build a long ladder and reach the clouds. I will climb to the sky to pick up the stars. I will fill all my pockets with shining stars and bring them back to the school children. For you, my good mother, I want to bring back the bright moon for you and let it light up our home without wasting any electricity.