Snare Poem by Steve Howard

Snare



Spider spins her silver snare,
bejeweled with the dew.
Sparkling in the morning sun,
a kaleidoscope of hue.

Monday, April 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love
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Steve Howard

Steve Howard

North Carolina. USA
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