Baby Spiders
The baby spiders are everywhere
they find there way onto my glasses
and hang via a thin thread of webbing
Most would be fearful
but I find these creatures comforting
as they are my only friends
in my days of dark dispair
I gently find the spiders a new home
on the doorknob
in the plant
at a plate beside my dinner set
And do they talk to me
oh how they do
forming and binding new friendships
that can only be broken by their passing
Baby spiders I love you
you are my best friend forever
when I need one so much
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