The Footstep Fairies
The footstep fairies follow you
Wherever you may walk,
And when you tread the grasses down,
They push back every stalk.
Though you may watch for hours,
But hide themselves behind your feet,
And in among the flowers.
Then, when you've gone along your way,
They tug with might and main,
Till all the little blades of grass
Are standing straight again.
Muriel E. Windram