Avocado

Love a fruit begins at the root if planted in good ground
Sprouts a shoot at first minute growing straight where sunlight's found
Watered with time it will climb and with leaves in green abound
It will die left to dry or with too much water will drown

An avocado tree pollinated by bee birthed fruits around
To pick when green is routine, leaving ripe on tree is unsound
Eaten by bugs, taken by thugs, pecked by birds by squirrels downed
Let it safely mature where it's secure, virgin flavor expound

Unripened fruit is hard but don't discard, with peel soon browned
Softening such will yield to touch, removing the shell that does surround
Inside a seed that when freed a new tree will breed, healthy and sound
A cycle sweet now complete, nature's perfection found