As the sun gave its farewell hues to the sky,
A spider's magical thread swayed with a sly.
The silvery shimmer that it added to the sight,
Fluttered a pretty moment of seldom delight.
This momentous pleasure was stirring to me,
An empty speck of pique to regale a nice glee.
Its been hours and I still think of the strand,
Looks like I now have my head in the sand.
As for the silvery glimmer that