At the first sight of moisture
before we could sight the texture
appears alongwith friends
little umbrellas of lovely whiteness
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this poem ve been my favorite. i searched for this poem 4 two years, wow i found it atlast
Touch them not they are very soft tamper them not let them grow angels of innocence from dark corridors with little love they are lamps of nature housing hope and future.. analogy of mushroom is really nice... enjoyed reading it thoroughly.10 ++++ Kushal
I love this poem so much that It became an evergreen.