{"id":475,"date":"2013-12-04T22:57:46","date_gmt":"2013-12-04T22:57:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=475"},"modified":"2014-09-04T22:58:41","modified_gmt":"2014-09-04T22:58:41","slug":"tinsel-spiders-and-christmas-trees","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/tinsel-spiders-and-christmas-trees\/","title":{"rendered":"Tinsel, Spiders and Christmas Trees"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_2813\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2813\" style=\"width: 838px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-2813\" alt=\"Spiders Web on the Christmas Tree\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/Spiders-Web-on-the-Christmas-Tree.jpg\" width=\"838\" height=\"200\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2813\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Spiders Web on the Christmas Tree<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>House cleaned, all perfect, webs broken with brooms,<br \/>\nBanished spiders found no stable at the inn, never mind rooms,<br \/>\nSo to bide their time, they to dark corners crept,<br \/>\nTo pass the time, they tired, and frightened, slept.<\/p>\n<p>But the young desired the decorations to see,<br \/>\nAdmonished by the older, that they were not to be,<br \/>\n&#8220;But we too are Gods creatures, of His world we are a part&#8230;<br \/>\nHow can they be Christian if they hate us with such a hard heart?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Its one of the mysteries of life, said the older spiders with a sigh,<br \/>\nWe just have to endure, and ask not as to why,<br \/>\nButif your good, before the Christ Child is put in His crib, well go to see,<br \/>\nAnd worship, as the Animals did, on the Birthday of He&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>They scrambled round in wonder, up and down the tree they went,<br \/>\nCovered it in cobwebs, till their curiosity was content&#8230;<br \/>\nBut what would happen when the housewife found the tree?<br \/>\nHow upset that destroyed in such a way it she did see?<\/p>\n<p>So, a Christmas miricle&#8230; the silk of webs was made&#8230;<br \/>\nTo shine, as if silver and gold, a spider woven braid&#8230;<br \/>\nAnd so its told, whether or not true, it was told to me&#8230;<br \/>\nThat on that Christmas morning, tinsel came upon the Tree!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>House cleaned, all perfect, webs broken with brooms, Banished spiders found no stable at the inn, never mind rooms, So to bide their time, they to dark corners crept, To pass the time, they tired, and frightened, slept. But the young desired the decorations to see, Admonished by the older, &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[361],"tags":[698,697,357],"class_list":["post-475","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-christmas-poetry","tag-legend-of-the-spider","tag-spider","tag-xmas","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-7F","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4456,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/connections\/","url_meta":{"origin":475,"position":0},"title":"Connections","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th February 2019","format":false,"excerpt":"\u00a0 For the late John Ratcliffe, to help give peace and comfort to David Ratcliffe, freinds and family. 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