Little Mushroom Discovers her Roots

In a garden bright and grand, Little Mushroom felt lost and sad. She roamed around, feeling small and alone, Not knowing where she should call home. "Mama Nash, where do I fit in? Every Mushroom I know has a singular spin, But I am lost and haven't yet found A place or a space, to do my own thing, "Oh, my love," Mama Nash said, "Don't let these bad thoughts into your head. "But-" "My Little Mushroom you're never alone, Here in my heart, you have a home." With love and warmth, she made it clear, "Little Mushroom you are so cherished here."