Cobweb clings to the corner
Intricate design
Woven in silence
Now abandoned to dust
Who graced her company?
One came for dinner
Another for dessert
How often I think I’m the only one in the room
Who will clean up the mess
Born twice, I die daily. Serious about Jesus. What I write you may not want to read. Okay. I write what I believe and what I learn from others, just like you.