MR. SPIDER
Spider, Spider, spin your web,
Dainty, delicate gossamer,
Beaded dew-drop dressed,
All your glorious work,
Layer upon layer displayed,
On days like these,
I can see and admire where you are.
I can avoid stumbling through your perimeter wire,
Miss its clinging, obstructive embrace
All around my hair, neck and over my face.
Oh, I am sure while it’s wet you'll miss a tasty meal,
Once dry, you'll remain hidden,
Well protected from many an eye.
© 2023 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
Photo: Pixabay License
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