A number.

A number that describes the length you’ve lived.

People who have higher digits have lived through many more experiences.

Which means they have more advice on what to do and what not to do.

But. 

Do they really know everything?

The rights and the wrongs?

Most likely not. 

But it doesn’t mean they can’t help in certain situations. 

The more old they are, the more they know about the world, and the more advice they contain.

But.

Not only do we have different lives, but we also have different ways of experiencing this life. 

So everyone’s advice will be different, but it may be about the same topic. 

The important thing is to share your advice with others if they’re struggling or need some information to make a situation better. 

You are little, eight-legged things that do so much but are still casted aside

Spiders

You can be beautiful or ugly or big or small but always underestimated

Spiders

People run away when they see you, not knowing the true you

Spiders

Always building webs where we don’t want them, but secretly helping us out

Spiders

Always wrongfully killed when you were trying to help

Forgotten like dirt on the road when you are not near

But when you are close, you are made out to be as scary as the devil

Catching bugs to keep us safe

Just to be misunderstood and underappreciated

People get squeamish when they think about you

Because they do not care to learn about you

Spiders

Lonely and misjudged but you still do so much.

1 Fluffy, soft, yet sharp like a sword,

2 Small, frail, yet with the persistence of a mother, defending her child, 

3 her hive of a thousand species,

4 Bees are the soft-spoken warriors of the animal kingdom.

5 Guardians of the brood,

6 Knights of life,

7 Living in a kingdom of sweetness,

8 Defending predator and prey alike.

9 Bees do not discriminate as we do;

10 They do not fear as we do;

11 Their only concerns are that of the hive.

12 As their own walls grow and flourish,

13 so does the rest of the world.

14 A phalanx of venom

15 with shields of tin,

16 guarding everything we depend on.

17 Suffering through mile-long journeys,

18 day by day;

19 Is it worth it to attack the very ones nurturing us?

20 The ones keeping us alive,

21 our hive intact,

22 through turmoil and grief?
23 Carbon cannot stay away from oxygen,

24 We cannot stay away from bees.

25 A guardian we need,

26 but don’t treat with the same sweetness they produce.

You’re resting your hands on it right now. 

A giant array of buttons, each carefully labeled with a specific symbol 

Your keyboard. 

Do you ever really think about how well it works? 

So many buttons being pushed so quickly

and yet it never makes mistakes

The square plastic keys are strong enough to resist the most intense typist,

yet the buttons press down as easily as a boot in powdery snow

All this can describe a simple keyboard, but many people push them beyond. 

Some choose to raise the soft singing of its clicks and clacks to the volume of rain on a metal roof

Some choose to replace the default black keys with colors that resonate with them

Some even choose for their keyboard to glow like alien technology

And yet they are often left underappreciated and dusty

Look down. 

Your keyboard is waiting.