Feb 2015
The spider,
Is hanging by a thread,
He made it himself,
What's going through his head?
He doesn't think,
How fragile it is,
A little wind,
Will be the death of him.
Is hanging by a thread,
He made it himself,
What's going through his head?
He doesn't think,
How fragile it is,
A little wind,
Will be the death of him.
Inspired by: Corina - http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1079530/de-spin/
