Spider Web
Entangled head
in spider web,
I'm sure you've known
the rush.
"Where's that doggone spider gone!",
with flip, and shake, and rub.
These sticky traps across my path
bring sharpness to my eyes,
as I am the first,
to break the silver Spider Strings,
so beautifully draped across the path,
this early morning hike.
This is indeed a healthy sign,
since years of drought
swept way,
these toiling artists of the night,
to leave a less exciting hike.
This year I hope
that they return,
and multiply,
like rabbits.
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