On This Forest Path. Poem by Dr. Antony Theodore

On This Forest Path.



These creepy crawlies
are magical.
I hear occult cries
on my way, all alone
on this forest path.

The silky webs
of the wild spiders
stealthily waiting
to get a victim on
the silky web
to jump into
and conquer it..

these I observed
on my way to the school.

It was fun.
Happy are the days of childhood.

Monday, June 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: childhood ,memories,sweet,wildlife
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