The Spider's Great Thread-An English Sonnet

Silver lining hides bold spider in tow Remaining firm to particular state Though whispered soft winds causes lines to fro Forever true its bond to blanched white gate Strong, therefore, the cord of this spider’s silk Spinning correct, for it’s done in great deed Although the roses, now scentless, will wilt Steadfast silver web is not easily freed Perfection, the master’s making is clear It’s intent, to harbor a fine, good meal Although you remove it in reckless fear Spider shall rebuild its striking appeal The delightful web requests no grand dread High regards from me in spider’s great thread