Mushroom Caps
by Abbe Rolnick
Rain begins the game
The start of a village
Our caps protect
The undergrowth
Spores galore
Savor moisture
The fungi cushion
Caps in all shapes, colors
Spread across the terrain
A salute to diversity
Heals souls
We create a village
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