The Bridge
There磗 this bridge I磛e got to cross I feel alone.
A child down to each side and I can磘 carry both.
The bridge is long we could fall down through holes,
water all around; wind, wet and cold.
One child insecure displays the confidence he doesn磘 own,
another child, uncertain, looks around and cries for home.
My bridge is too unstable and the insecurity is letting go.
There磗 no holding to a crumbling bridge.
When all the time is gone in between it tumbles.
Time to move along... I toss and turn over and over,
trying to dream out anxiety, easy answers to my problems.
Keeping a grip on sanity until the sun comes up
and my mind磗 fresh and clean.
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