i saw it!
the spider in the corner...
and i waited...
for THAT moment!
when your heart pounds.... when the goosebumps come...
it starts with your feet until reaches your head....
until you swoon.
THATS when it happens...
you want to go near - and you want to run
your bloods running cold...
and you stand still, lost in thought...
how to remove the fear.... shall this thing go or shall you....
BUT it never came....
and it tiptoed away without another glance!
without a gasp!
without a tear!
the hairs on the back of my neck....
are for you now...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem.we sometimes unnecessarily fear in anticipation of a problem.you described it well.