A Spider‘s Magic🕸 Poem by Nicola (IG Nicola_JustMe) Pillai

Day by day,
Thread by thread,
A Spider patiently weaves it's bed.
Barely seen, it's a thing so fine,
Beauty to some, yet to others, a sign,
In the morning's light, dewdrops cling,
A masterpiece of nature, a delicate thing.
A quiet hunter, in shadows it waits,
For prey to come, sealing their fates.
Let's admire this work, of poise and grace,
The Spider's web, in it's secret place.
Patiently built, it continues to thrive,
A symbol of life's intricate web, alive.