All we had
Was a gentle stream
Flowing between us
Was a gentle stream
Flowing between us
Strange how it compelled us
To arrive at the shore
Despite the marshy land
Despite the marshy land
Despite the saw-edged pebbles
So one fine day,
You said let’s build a bridge
I was apprehensive
So you built one on your own-
I was apprehensive
So you built one on your own-
A rickety one; a flimsy one,
A rocky one; a shaky one
A rocky one; a shaky one
Perhaps to alter our inconvenience
But today I rack my brains thinking-
Was that your strength?
Or,
Was that your incapacity?
Maybe you “bridged” the gap
Quite literally.
~Poem 32
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| I fretted, but I made it too, You didn’t even step forward, and claimed you had the flu. (Picture credits: unknown; Source: Pixabay) |
