Thread
That spider’s thread
strung across the trail.
How she must have leapt
to spin it and how I almost
strode and broke it.
But I didn’t
because I remembered
it was hers, it was ours.
That spider’s thread
strung across the trail.
How she must have leapt
to spin it and how I almost
strode and broke it.
But I didn’t
because I remembered
it was hers, it was ours.