combination of yellow and red

Each citrus fruit from flower to its ripened orb
bathed in sunshine, branches weighed
thirst quenched by the rain sent by the lord
slowly change its colour day by day

with dimpled skin, pithy rind
so soon in pyramids, see it piled
keeps its amber flesh confined
its juice consumed by all, worldwide

it shouts "I'm sun shines brimming glass"
its brightened rust, refreshment you can trust
that burnished copper to lips are passed
that day-glow colour with its vivid musk