June 7th 2016

Today, little spider, I’m sorry you died,

I dropped you from my window, and hoped that you’d fly.

I thought you’d float and land unhurt,

On the ground below, fall down, and back to earth.

You were doing no harm, just sitting still,

I threw you to the floor from my windowsill.

You didn’t deserve a slap, or a smack or a squash,

So I opened the window and outwards I tossed.

I thought you’d survive it, you’re light after all,

But you never had a chance of surviving that fall.

Two stories up, for you like a tower,

Perhaps you landed in the basket of flowers.

I’d just like to say, I’m sorry again,

Until tomorrow, I didn’t mean to kill you, my eight legged friend.


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