I saw some lovely toadstools on my walk and wrote a poem :) Aren't they gorgeous?
Hey, you guys!
I see you on my morning walk.
I exclaim in delight,
at the splash of white on green;
dew glinting off you,
evaporating quickly in the warm sun.
Okay, you're just poisonous fungi,
The book of fairies, the wishing chair,
the enchanted wood.
The world I inhabited yesterday,
briefly, was mine again.