Wheat Fairies

Alive in the garden

Are fairies dressed as wheat

You can see them sway and dance

In the midday summer heat


Thanking the sun

For the warmth of her rays

The wheat fairies rejoice

In mysterious ways


Only noticed by a few

Inquisitive human eyes

It’s their sheath of camouflage

Where they covertly hide


To keep their world

Unnoticed by most

The wheat fairies rarely speak

And none dare ever boast


About secrets known

Only to them

Like the transition that happens

When wheat season ends

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