Blue Grass

Blue grass flowering in the field,

You are my heart's content.

It is not only through the day I see you,

But in dreams at night

When you trudge up the hill

Along the forest,

As I do!

You are small to shine so,

Nobody speaks of you much,

Because of daisies and such summer blooms.

When you wonder why I like you

It makes me wonder too!

Maybe I remember when you grew high

Like a tree above my head,

Because I was a fairy.