Spider Web - Poem by Joyce N.Santos
Oh! what a lovely sight to see,
On a dew kissed morn
A Lacey delicate web of string,
With the designs of octagons.
Covered with drops of rain,
A tiny eight legged spider,
Quick as a whistle running up,
to check to see if any bugs were caught
And to see if her trap up there,
Has been broken or damaged where,
She climbs back down to wait again,
Patience and talent so fine.
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