Thursday, September 21, 2006
Worldwide Web Of Mind Comments
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The spider with which, with whom,
I share the sunshine of these late summer days
and the front garden – though in truth,
the silver filigree denies me two-thirds of it,
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Michael Shepherd
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7/18/2025 9:52:26 AM # 1.0.0
Michael, this is written like lace - and so sad it made me cry. I remember reading Charlottes' Web to my children and the four of us were in tears at the end? The mother spider dies once her little ones are born, but your poem lives on in honour of her and her industry and the delicacy of her architecture. Stunning piece. love, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxx