I am a spider
swinging on gossamer thread
caught in transition
I am a spider
swinging on gossamer thread
caught in transition
I dream so I write ..
“Wings are an illusive notion. Some may possess them, but they are not very visible, and as for me, there isn’t the least sign of a feather.” -Amy Carmichael
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Nice Haiku . Chose little fatty thread man . Let the transition come . It will unharm you . Come out of your traditional gossamer thread . It will not do in modern day of today . But your poetry is quite fatty . It will not let you down . Thanks ! Merry Christmas !
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