Silver Spider (written about my son playing with a piece of kitchen foil)
It is silver!
Sparks of wonder flying
In each frenzied look.
And hoping
To hold it in his hands…...
The glitter creature!
It’s limbs spread out
In web-like excitement!
And now, to meet
The star-like hand…....
in eagerness, grasping.
And in one, sad, moment
Squashed.
The silver foil
Squashed in one, tight, knot of disappointment.
Then dropped, and left
For other wonders.
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