The change of the season,
Brings in new creatures,
And I search for no reason.
The storm, wind and rain,
Brought me my pet spider,
He eats all the flies,
And keeps me from myther.
I provide food and a home,
from the hustle and bustle,
He shelters by my window,
Beside the bottle of 'Mr Muscle'.
Jim
ReplyDeleteWe like your poem. Does the spider have a name?
Mark and Anna-Marie
I'v decided to call the spider 'Griffin' after H.G.Wells' character in his novel 'The Invisible Man'.
ReplyDeleteOoops! I forgot to say why I decided to name the spider 'Griffin' after H.G Wells' character in the 'Invisible Man'.
ReplyDelete...... He has disapeared!