Sight is a beautiful thing
As our loveliest pictures sing
We see with gentle gazes
Though none can match (as it amazes)
Of the sight of a red strawberry

Freshly picked strawberries with a shine on them
Strawberries with their dancing yellow dots like a gem
Strawberries are a lovely sight
In the spring time light

Their green tops pop out
Without any doubt
That they meet our gentle gaze
Though we get lost in our own little maze

Strawberries are a sight
With a gardeners delight
Though we all have an image
That fills our hearts desires
Like we all have our own little
Strawberry sight