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. 😉