My daughter screams
Mom there’s a spider
In the corner
I enter the room
I forgot to dust
Its use
Confinement of
Forgotten toys
And approach
The two scraggly victims
Hand me some paper
And while she searches
I grab a jar and place it
Over the first spider
She hands me the paper
I slide it over the lip
And tip it into her hands
She carries it bravely
Outside and returns
By the time I reach
The third my mercy
Has expired and
She laughs as I
Smash it with my shoe
You lose your fear
With your patience
About the Creator
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'You lose your fear With your patience' lovelyyyy !!! Well done!