Bridge On 2015120520151231 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems All’s flowing calmly While above Car stalls and horns blare To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading...
4 thoughts on “Bridge”
I like this…there is something very special about it. 🙂
Reminds of the bridge that I travel and walk to each morning.
LOL, too true. I love bridge-unders. I think we all do — we just forget about them, until a poet reminds us.