The Spider's Song

My eight legs grow tired
Of pulling this thread
I am strong, but terrified
That I was wrong

You warned me of wind
Said a storm would do me in
I just kept on pulling and pulling and pulling
On my silk

You sat there as I kept spinning
For all those years
Took my hand, we danced between the dew drops
On every strand

Though you warned me of wind
Said a storm would do us in
There we were just pulling and pulling and pulling
On my silk

A storm came
With its driving rain
The web fell, it fell

My eight legs grow tired
Of pulling this thread
Still I pull, and though you've gone
It's all I know

There may still be wind
And a storm might do me in
I have to keep on pulling and pulling and pulling
On my silk



Credits
Writer(s): Mally Smith
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