Bridge, I Cross
By: M14Mouse

Today, I cross a bridge.
It isn't made of metal
or wood
or concete.
It is made of life.

It isn't easy to cross.
You have detours and speed bumps.
Sometimes, You fall.
Sometimes, you lost your way

Sometimes, you have to start over.
But, I made it.

But, tommorrow, I will cross another bridge.
And another.
Never to stop
Just to keep crossing.
But that tommorrow
But today, I cross a bridge.


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