In the gentle cradle of nature’s embrace,Where whispers of the garden sing in the breeze,A salad is born, a symphony in greens,Colors and textures, a feast of simple grace.Leaves of lettuce flutter like pages of a book,Each vein a story, a journey through time,Tomatoes burst like laughter under the sun,A dance of flavors, a melody divine.Cucumbers cool as morning dew,Slide with elegance into the vibrant scene,Red onions offer a hint of sharpness,In this garden bowl, each part serene.With dressings that whisper secrets untold,A drizzle of olive oil, a splash of zest,In every bite, a harmony unfolds,Nature’s bounty, in this bowl, expressed.