December 09, 2014

Of a Web

A Spider's Web

I looked and lo! a spider's web
Whose fragile silver cords were strung
Between the wall and wooden lamp
And from it there a spider hung


But it is winter's eve, and cold
And it hangs gray upon the thread
Should I repine or be relieved
Is it alive, or is it dead


-jwm

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