Mushrooms After the Rain
The sudden storm passes,
And the sun shines intently.
I have its power.
My slender stem pushes forward
Out of the loosened, wet soil.
My cap spreads abroad
Atop my stalk beside another.
Then another... and another...
So together we flourish
Like mushrooms after the rain.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2006
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