I spy a spider hiding in her web

Patiently awaiting

Her victims to her bed

A bed of sticky beads on thread

Glisten in the light

As one by one her victims try

But slowly lose there fight

To break free from her hungry grasp

She wraps them in her silken line

And waits as they take their last gasp

Before she sits to dine

To wake in the morning and hold the sun in your hand

To see a dream come to be after thoughts you had planed

To laugh with a child and to share in her tears

To hold and protect to belay all her fears

The sound of a blackbird sing his own sweet sweet song

To admit to yourself when you know you are wrong

To shout out aloud when you know your alone

To make good of a sin, to admit, to atone

To bathe nude in the moonlight with the one you adore

To win or to lose to miss or to score

To feel dew wet grass slowly squeeze right through your toes

To share with the bees the delights of a rose

To write to compose to compile to make prose

To be happy with life to make do with your lot

To finish a poem to the end with a dot

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