The spider looked at me quizzically

As I lay along a tree branch

His many eyes looked questioningly

So I backed up an inch

He crawled forward as I backed away

I slipped off and began to sway

Hanging by a thread , he followed me

All the way down and then he was on me!

Screaming as I ran blindly

The spider still clinging nervously

Finally, I slowed and looking down

The spider looked up and began to frown

“Please don’t leave me,” he seemed to say

And we’re still friends to this very day.

“Be nice to spiders” is my motto these days

Even the quizzical ones have their ways. 😉