Spinning with the World
I saw a string of spider’s silk
Sway in the morning sun
She must have worked all eve on it
Her work barely begun
She spun her web by shade of night
While cooler breezes blew
Her work destroyed by morning light
I wonder if she knew
Perhaps she’s spinning with the world
Sleeps full in daylight then
When hunger rises with the moon
She’ll weave her trap again
-a.r.
Painting: Spider by Moonlight by Matrix Meditations, Etsy.com
sometimesihatemycat 
Greatly enjoyed. Nice work.
Thank you for letting me know that you are enjoying my writing. It’s hard to know if what I do has any relevancy. I appreciate it.