#strawberrypoetry

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,

pluck a few, fresh, plump and ripe, enjoy them with you friends. a strawberry a day keeps the frowns at bay and makes you say all is well. the leaves provide a little handle to grip it with as you eat.

I believe it is a fact grandmothers everywhere love to have a bowl of these strawberry candies filled with jelly hard candy coated, so sweet. the wrappers, with seeds, like the fruit itself and inside,