#strawberrypoem

there was a time when the world, together, wondered if the Blue and Green strawberries were indeed real. images abounded, beautiful colors, imaginations ran wild, genetically modified, or a secret strain,

behind the walls of dough and frosting lay a secret for us to discover after the first few bites, fruit flavors, tiny chunks of strawberry. instantly refreshing, and cold, from the storage of the cake,

So small and shiny strawberries in a candy coating, painting with sugar. individual bites of sugar, natural, and candied a master creation of skilled candymen. popped on top of a lollipop and you have