The Wisdom Of Spiders Poem by Patti Masterman

The Wisdom Of Spiders



As the world whirls by
It uncovers the sky
As they speak your name
You learn to feel shame.

As a bobbing kite
Is born for flight
A whirlwinds path
Soon turns to wrath.

And a dollar earned is a dollar spent
The hoarded coin is often lent
As the moon rises it begins to ebb
And spiders die right in the web.

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