In the garden’s gentle grasp, they lie,
Crimson jewels beneath the azure sky.
Sweet whispers carried by the breeze,
Strawberries dance among the trees.
Their fragrance fills the summer air,
A promise of sweetness, beyond compare.
Tender hands reach out to find,
Nature’s gift, with love entwined.
From sunlit fields to shadowed glen,
A treasure awaits in every den.
With each bite, a story untold,
Of warmth and joy, the heart to hold.
In baskets woven with care and grace,
Strawberries find their cherished place.
A taste of summer, a fleeting sigh,
In every berry, a dream will lie.