The Fungus Family

By Nick Roes

My mom and dad watch over me.

And anyone can surely see,

I feel their strength from up above,

And bask in their undying love.

My papa he’s a real big fella

Shaped just like a beach umbrella.

But he’s so tall, just before bed

I pray no one steps on his head.

Mom’s tall, too; stands by his side,

So beautiful, I feel such pride.

But I’m afraid she looks so yummy

She’ll end up in someone’s tummy.

I pray for them so they stay safe

While I’m away in school.

And hope the day will never come

I’m an orphan toadstool.