By Joyce Jacobo
[Author’s Note: Inspired by a conversation with my father, who encouraged me to write a short piece on a spider who had taken up residence in my parents’ bathroom.]
Here is a little tale
of a small spider with a long-legged name
who lives upon a thin web
in a room known for its bath
but which is helpful in many other ways
Each day this small spider
crouches in the narrow space
right behind air fresheners and toothpaste
then springs out when less knowledgeable insects
get caught in her silken bed of threads
from which most will never escape
Miniature struggles
take place on a regular basis in this corner
overlooked by larger visitors from the wider room beyond whom
can only catch glimpses of the complex realm presided over
by this one little spider
in her valiant quest
for survival
Cute story π·πΈ
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Thanks, Sadje!
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Youβre welcome Joyce
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Another brilliant piece, Joyce. Love it.π
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Thanks! Spiders are fascinating.
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Absolutely π
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^_^
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Remarkable poem
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Thank you so much!
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Your welcome
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^_^
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βπ€
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So sweet π
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Awww, thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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great story Joyce! hope i don’t find him near my toothbrush.. πππ
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True. It would be a surprise to find him on a toothbrush. I’d spend the rest of the day wondering, though, if he might have an interest in dental hygiene. Hehe.
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