51
edits
No edit summary  | 
				|||
| Line 59: | Line 59: | ||
A mold of slime, it starts to grow  | A mold of slime, it starts to grow  | ||
Webbing surroundings, oh so slow  | Webbing surroundings, oh so slow  | ||
It breathes and feeds, with every day  | It breathes and feeds, with every day  | ||
Expanding its reach, in its own way  | Expanding its reach, in its own way  | ||
Its life span short, a fleeting sight  | Its life span short, a fleeting sight  | ||
Gorging on nutrients, with all its might  | Gorging on nutrients, with all its might  | ||
But soon it fades, its time is near  | But soon it fades, its time is near  | ||
Its death approaching, ever clear  | Its death approaching, ever clear  | ||
And so it goes, this mold of slime  | And so it goes, this mold of slime  | ||
A life so brief, but so sublime  | A life so brief, but so sublime  | ||
A lesson learned, in nature's lore  | A lesson learned, in nature's lore  | ||
That life is precious, and nothing more.  | That life is precious, and nothing more.  | ||
edits