Listen to the poem here

https://childrens.poetryarchive.org/poem/plum/ 

Don't be so glum

Plum.

Don't feel beaten.

You were made

To be eaten.

But don't you know

That deep within,

Beneath your juicy flesh

And flimsy skin,

You bear a mystery,

You hold a key,

You have the makings of

A whole new tree.