TheBanyanTree: A SPIDER’S LAST OF THE AUTUMN THREADS

[Mike Pingleton]

I like it, Sharon.  Arachnids sure seem to push the envelope in the fall,
hoping to get that last meal in.
-Mike

On Wed, Oct 19, 2011 at 2:19 PM, <smack58 at nycap.rr.com> wrote:

> A SPIDER’S LAST OF THE AUTUMN THREADS
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> What are you doing out there?
> Shouldn’t you be dead by now?
> The frost has already been here
> Whitening the ground,
> Yet I see your silver threads
> Glinting in the sun
> Across my windshield
> As though you had somewhere to go.
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>
> Could it have been my warm engine
> After I arrived home
> Yesterday afternoon?
> Did it save you from the frost?
> Will you be here another day?
> Will it be your last?
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> I will look for your silver threads tomorrow.
> I will look for them everyday
> Until the absence of them tells me you are finally gone.
> Then, and only then
> Will I know that winter is truly on its way.
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