In the gentle glow of morning light,
The orchard whispers to the breeze,
Apples and oranges in vibrant sight,
Dance with leaves upon the trees.

Beneath the soil, potatoes dream,
Carrots rest in earthy embrace,
While in the fields, tomatoes gleam,
A symphony of color and grace.

The zucchini’s green, a slender arc,
Peppers bold in their fiery hues,
Nature’s palette makes its mark,
In every shade and subtle clues.

In the heart of every fruit and leaf,
Lies a story of growth and sun,
A testament to nature’s belief,
In the cycle of seasons, never done.