The Spider
There is a spider outside my doorAt first he was quite small
But on a diet of beetles, flies
And mosquitos
He has grown quite large
4 times now, he has torn down
His very own web
Only to build another
Nearby
Each one has become more
Intricate, Enchating, and
Amazing
And I thought to myself..
Isn't this what life is all about?
Trying again..trying your best to
To grow up, strike out
And never settle for less?
He may be a pest to some..
But to me..he is a teacher
Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-08-13 at 05:03
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