Beneath the sunâs gentle embrace,
The orchard sings its quiet song,
Where apples blush with tender grace,
And oranges sway the whole day long.
In shadows where the berries hide,
A world of sweetness softly hums,
Raspberries whisper side by side,
While peaches glow as summer comes.
The vines hold grapes in clusters tight,
A promise of the autumnâs kiss,
Bananas bask in golden light,
Their laughter echoes pure and bliss.
Through seasonsâ dance of ebb and flow,
The fruits weave tales of time and place,
A symphony where all things grow,
Natureâs bounty in gentle grace.