How much I love to create all kinds of Unique jewelry
Remember there are others whom will criticize because they have fury,
Towards anyone who can succeed in all they create
And at first chance they will take a stab at you and not even hesitate,
The jealousy and envious inside lets their true colors show
That what you create and succeed in it starts to grow,
In to something special and people start to love it
Then the devious ones will write mean words towards you like if the shoe fits,
To me that shows jealousy towards the great unique jewelry maker
And finally they see no matter what their words say; no one cares about haters.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2015
Orb weavers begin with a single thread,
And then spins an orb of silk so fine.
A wondrous intricate design is weaved,
Resembling wheels with spokes throughout.
A spider's prey in sticky threads,
Twisting and turning to free itself.
To no avail, it's stuck within.
An exquisite web not only for food,
Effective at catching dewdrops too.
Strung like beads on bejeweled silken threads,
Glistening like diamonds, reflecting its light.
I'm a girlie girl you see,
Detesting all crawly things.
But one cannot, should not pass by
These amazing dew drop weaves.
An inspiration for a jewelry maker,
Wouldn't you agree?
Observe, if you would,
These orb weavers' creations
Tucked away in your garden
Or perhaps in your shed.
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