In orchards where the morning light does play
A bounty rich of fruit begins to gleam
Their colours dance in dawn’s soft gentle ray.
The apple blushes with a scarlet dream
While oranges like suns so brightly glow
Their citrus scent upon the breeze does stream.
Beneath the vine the purple clusters grow
Sweet grapes that promise wine within their veins
Their nectar ripe the summers’ warmth they show.
The berries hide in leafy shaded lanes
From strawberry to blueberry so sweet
Each tiny gem with joy and juice retains.
In tropic lands where sun and sea do meet
The pineapple stands tall with spiky crown
A golden heart within a tart retreat.
The orchard hums with life no soul does frown
For nature’s sweets are gifts that all can share
From fields and trees to baskets brought to town.
In every bite a taste beyond compare
The fruit of earth a blessing rare and true
A harvest rich with love and tender care.
