Silver edges a morning cloud,
A waxing sun so silent so slow,
Spider in her web-binous proud,
Patterns a song with threads aglow,
Patterns a song with threads aglow,
Like the lace of a ladies crochet edge,
To her signature hanky hidden below,
A trousseau awaiting a pledge.
© gillena cox 2015
Midweek Motif ~ Let your song be delicate