Lifting up and pulling down thirty foot pole
plucked a coconut, palm held
Seeing nut coming down to kiss me,
instinctively in a flash, I turned, lolling on ground
to roaring laughter of the onlooker, my grandson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Children are so naughty..... they will do anything to create a 'humorous' scene! The drawing looks fantastic! I am sure it is by your grandson!