𓋼 In the forest's quiet glow, 𓋼

Where the sweet slowly grows,

Red and white mushrooms stand so tall,
A fairytale scene to enthrall.

Scarlet caps with polka dots,
Guarding secrets in their spots.
Beneath the trees, they proudly rise,
Magic is hidden in their guise.

Whispering tales of the woodland lore,
Of pixie dances and ancient yore.
Their stems were so white, so pure, so bright, Shades of red dance in the moonlight.