Beneath the summer sky so blue,
Strawberries ripen, kissed by dew.
Their fragrance dances in the air,
A promise of sweetness rare.

In fields where sunlight gently gleams,
They grow and flourish in our dreams.
Red jewels upon the verdant green,
A sight so lovely, so serene.

Each berry tells a story sweet,
Of days where warmth and wonder meet.
A taste that lingers on the tongue,
A song of summer yet unsung.

So let us cherish every bite,
Of strawberries, a pure delight.
For in their simple, tender grace,
We find a moment to embrace.