a gentle spider by my window
caught; netly wrap a mosquito
fresh catch she'll never eat
keep it alive; eat the rest
when it's windy she'll hide
when it's raining she'll ride
the web and shake off the raindrops
and keep her food in tight wraps
one day saw tiny creatures like saw dust
crawling, dangling, piggy back riding; a blast
those are young spiders just got out of sac
but where's dad, never seen one; it's a fact