Eencey Weencey spider
Climed up the water spout;
Down came the rain
And washed poor Eencey out;
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain;
And the Eencey Weencey spider
Climbed up the spout again.
http://www-personal.umich.edu/~pfa/dreamhouse/nursery/rhymes/eencey.html
This poem relates to my life today and how I try my best to never give up, stay determined, and stick with things instead of leave them. The spider fell- which could be seen as a failure- and in my eyes I imagine the spider was determined to reach the top.
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