They built this bridge an age ago,
To get from place to place.
It’s like walking on a rainbow,
Like stepping in to space.
The bridge is one side of a bay,
It spans from shore to shore,
I rush across, don’t like to stay,
‘Cause heights I do abhor!
The view beyond is mile on mile
Of endless open sea,
Yet if you stop atop a while,
You can relish the scenery.
The Rainbow Bridge
08 Friday Aug 2014
Posted in poetry
