Succulent strawberries, so shiny they look fake,
Drip juicy goodness to stain your favorite t-shirt.
They are followed promptly by God’s gift for July birthdays:
Ravishing vanilla cake with raspberry filling;
As rich, rare, and radiant as my ruby birthstone!
Hot on their heels come brilliant bursts of blueberries.
I oblige my happy belly, fresh or in cobbler form.
And now this luscious blackberry beckons her debut.
What an oral orchestra, as sensational as fireworks;
What tokens of lavish love to us,
So gratefully accepted.