Breezy Morse code patterns
Dancing across the fields of green
Nature\'s secret language
Visible to all who see
Undulating waves
In circles skipping like wilo the wisps
Chasing Charlie Chaplin starlings
Away from skylarks nest
From seed I\'ve watched you steadily grow
Never once waivered
From the task bestowed
And now you tower ever up
Way past my head
Reaching for sunlight that\'s always heaven sent
A forest of freshness surrounding my path
With just a hint of yellow of what you\'ll become
Sunshine food borne from the ground up
Where one day soon
You\'ll be harvested and then gone