“They were fresh, at least for a while there, until the snow fell, then they got lost, buried until spring.” Gun Roswell
Red as were the berries
In the newly fallen snow
Got totally buried
“Something about the red berries makes me just… drool and eat them all up in one go until I cannot eat any more!” Gun Roswell

A July gift to you
A red tasty strawberry
May be of few
But the taste better
Than you knew
Best now them cherish
Before autumn arrives
And with it all
The strawberries
Will perish
“Something about nature and going back to it? Pretty and all, that is true!” Gun Roswell



The last of warm days?
Before the cold rains again?
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be summer, then autumn and winter again
But the colours
Will be awesome before that will happen!
“Red berries, mixed with apples of the same colour, cannot go wrong!” Gun Roswell

Mix it to a salad
Or make a fruit cup
The tasty palette
Can be served
Right up
Berries of red and blue
For a while in your mouth chew
Let the flavours make their play
You will never want them go away
Berries are good
Berries are healthy
Berries in a smoothie
Berries are a wealthy
Red, juicy, inviting, loosing it, gobbling up all that stuff… strawberries, please!” Gun Roswell

Berries of red
Eaten in bed
For breakfast and dinner
Just wish I had a cleaner
Red and juicy
Are these berries
Might enjoy even with sherry
But I think it would be too fruity
Berries in various colours
Never mind some of the odours
Eat them with gusto
And life healthy is a must