Saturday, 20 August, 2011
04:10:47 PM
‘Spider’s Web’, an original poem by Nancy P. Goodman
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Today I watched a spider
as it was weaving on it’s web
it seemed to be so busy
it wants a home so I could tell
and then it came to me
that all of us should see
that we are like that spider
sometimes busy as can be
busy as can be
trying hard to make a home
home for you and me
for no more to roam
‘home is where the heart is’
or so i hear
home is where the heart is
my home’s with you, my dear
—
an original poem by Nancy P. Goodman
copyright by Nancy P. Goodman
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