In the dawn’s tender embrace, they gleam,
Strawberries, kissed by the morning light,
Their crimson whispers, a sweet, silent scream,
Dancing dew drops, a soft and silent sight.

Beneath the leaves, a hidden world unfolds,
Where summer’s breath ignites a fervent flame,
In every berry, a story gently told,
Of nature’s craft, no two are quite the same.

The sun ascends, its warmth a loving touch,
Caressing fields where dreams and berries grow,
In each ripe heart, a promise felt so much,
Of love and joy, in every vibrant glow.

As twilight falls, the day to night concedes,
Strawberries rest, their journey now complete,
In moonlit fields, where dreams have sown their seeds,
Tomorrow’s dawn, another chance to meet.