In fields of grain and fruits so sweet,
Carbohydrates weave their spell.
From morning bread to evening treat,
They fuel our days, their story tell.

Complex chains and simple ties,
Glucose whispers in our veins.
In every step, in every rise,
Their energy our strength sustains.

Hidden sugars, unseen might,
In pasta, rice, and golden corn.
They light our way, both day and night,
In every meal, new life is born.

So let us honor, let us praise,
The carbs that keep our spirits high.
In every bite, in every phase,
They lift us up, they help us fly.