Jamaica The Land Poem by Rue Palmer

Golden sun in summer's hand, Ripened jewels upon the land.A burst of dawn, a drop of sweet, In tropical air, the flavors meet.Peel away the sunset skin, To find the treasure held within.A nectar kiss on eager lips, From mango's heart, the essence sips.Orchards whisper, leaves sway light, Beneath the stars, in velvet night.Each fruit a story, each bite a song, In mango's world, we all belong.Soft as silk, with taste so grand, Mangoes weave their magic band.Golden sun in summer's hand, Ripened jewels upon the land.
Golden sun in summer's hand,
Ripened jewels upon the land.
A burst of dawn, a drop of sweet,
In tropical air, the flavors meet.
Peel away the sunset skin,
To find the treasure held within.
A nectar kiss on eager lips,
From mango's heart, the essence sips.
Orchards whisper, leaves sway light,
Beneath the stars, in velvet night.
Each fruit a story, each bite a song,
In mango's world, we all belong.
Soft as silk, with taste so grand,
Mangoes weave their magic band.
Golden sun in summer's hand,
Ripened jewels upon the land.