I am painting, I am sculpture, I am flower. I paint every petal and I can change shape my vibe is red. Song and dance from May to July I am the Poppy Fairy and every poppy carries my message I play with the the Wood Mice and and for my love, their long tail sometimes becomes a flower Other times, on the other hand, they become tiny as miniatures and you only see them if you can observe when I fly away, if I like you, I leave you a gift that contains my poetry. Are the Fairy Treasures, jewels made of flowers. The Flower and its Bud This poppy was born in a fallow field of Monte Cassino. It’s he who told to the Human of the Poppy Fairy and the Blooming-Tail Mice. And then, in Summer, the Poppies of Ostia Antica told us of the Fairy Treasures: the Mother-Daughter Jewelry, a Flower and its Blossom for traveling together On the Fairy Path! Protect the Fallow Fields… Wild Flowers, Mice and Fairies live there.