wrapped

she wrapped herself in

webs of gold

the silver strands

she neatly holds

the spider web

it glistens near

she trips

on falling star

so near

but yet so far away

she gazes

into heavens fray

in her outstretched

hand

she holds

a bloom

of last weeks posy

from her dismal

gloomy room

a bud so red

its faded now

it came from

her long lost lover

delivered

to her

weeping heart

that bled

so  with liquid sheer

the moon

the stars the sky

the spider web

she wraps

it in her heart

and wept

upon her little step

Author's Note

wrote quickly

Reviews

[sette]

love the flow of words and the poignancy of the poem

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

Thanks so much