What I Do With Spiders
As masters of weaving their homes and their beds
of nearly-invisible gossamer threads
for hanging and hunting and trapping their prey,
I marvel at spiders I find in the day.
But if it slinks past in the dark of the night
or surges from shadows to fill me with fright
or plunges from ceilings to rest on my head,
I won’t have a problem with squishing it dead.
Thursdays are Dog Days! Thanks to my friend Lori M. for inspiring today’s doodle!
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