Vegetables

In gardens green where sunlight spills,

Vegetables dance in morning light.

Carrots orange, beneath the ground,

Silent, growing without a sound.

Spinach leaves in verdant hues,

Catch the morning's dewy glues.

Bursting with flavor, seeds inside.

Adding spice with every pierce.

Broccoli trees, a forest small,

Standing proud, healthy and tall.

Eggplants gleam in purple coats,

Nurtured by the sun's warm notes.

In every bite, a tale is told,

Of soil and sun and hands that hold.

Vegetables, nature's humble art,

Nourishing body, mind, and heart.