In the orchard where time slows its pace,
Lies a world where colors embrace.
Beneath the sun’s gentle caress,
Fruits of nature in vibrant dress.
The apples sway with crimson pride,
In their sweetness, secrets hide.
Beneath their skin, a tender core,
A taste of autumn, forever more.
Golden bananas, curved and bright,
Hanging like moons in the night.
Their laughter rings in the breeze,
A playful dance among the trees.
Oranges glow like morning’s first light,
Bursting with citrus, pure delight.
A sun-kissed promise in each sphere,
Nature’s bounty, ever near.