Bridges over canyons and creeks,
Spanning rivers, and calm seas…
The hardest bridges ever crossed,
Were the bridges between the “me’s”.
There was the bridge I built for puberty,
The canyon crossed when leaving home,
The arch creating a relationship,
The road I built to leave alone.
There was a bridge to span the ages,
Converting each decade to one year,
Bridges to the other side,
Faster crossings with no less fear.
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