Thursday, May 8, 2008

Web of Life Poem

Spider - she spins her web
to catch her food
create a home
to survive
Spider - her web
Altered, Damaged, Destroyed
by Circumstances
Rain
The wind
Human intervention
Spider - rebuilds her web
recreates her home
catches food
survives
Again and again
Spider
she weaves
her web of life
for only she knows
what it takes
to survive
to live
to grow

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

We are all spiders, aren't we??
I have a poem on my blog on my "web site" about being a buetterfly. i think I sent it to you a while back.
This is very cool and looks very nice!!
have fun!!!!