Golden fields sway low, Summer's bounty, gathered now, Nature's grateful sigh.

In a hive of buzz and flight, her majesty reigns in gentle might. She's the guiding light, she holds court day and night.

On dogs I’m keen, on elephants grand, sometimes short, sometimes like a hand. I sniff, I breathe, I lead the way, what am I, used every day?

A cat in these would seem quite strange, though on the screen, he proved quite brave. For hiking, work, snow and rain, pull these on before muddy terrain.

If you like this font, then the answer should be clear. I'm what jumps over the dog, quickly as I hear.