Strawberry Poem-25 Poem by Ahatisham Alam

Poem – 25
I have never tasted or seen the strawberry
But I like it all eartly things above
I want to feel and live it.
For it is the symbol of my love.

I know it must be decorated with sweet colour and smell
Thinking all about this, in it’s love I almost fell
Perhaps it is sown in the shappiest dell
For it I have not much words to tell

My love is pure with a delicate touch
I really love my strawberry so much