by johnnydod

Created on: November 09, 2009   Last Updated: January 07, 2012

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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