Sparkling all across the wisps of morning dew.
Weaver spin on till your masterpiece is through.
Dancing in the sunlight's rays-your web of white.
Tantalizing beauty there is quite a sight.
Stem to stem eight legs move onward into day
capturing each water drop and luring prey.
Soldiering on you leave your intricate design
splashed across the leaves like cotton on the vine.
Many splendored you are feared by some it's true.
Transfixed I am watching to see what you'll do!
for contest"Along Came A Spider"