The spider, dropping down from twig,
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.
Unfolds a plan of her devising,
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.
And all that journey down through space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted,
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.
Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider's web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken thread to you
For my returning.
-- E. B. White
5 comments:
I love White's poems
i don't see anything wrong with having good time on halloween, just so people know ghost and such are not real.
Yes, I agree....some folks patsy get so wired by it..you would nto believe how it is. Too big for its
britches...way I look at it. Keep it simple.
awesome pictures.I came over to answer your question.I am from the midwest.the pictures of the cabin are from northern Wisconsin.on a trip I took there.
God bless.
Let me throw you a line, too, so you'll know I'm still connected to you, Sister.
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