Across the bridge of wonder,
I call it the bridge of joy.
I come here to think,
Since I was a little boy.
As I grew i knew,
A place to come and think.
When I have a problem.
I leave my troubles in the drink.
Now that I am much older
It is a wedding for me.
I brought my lady here.
This is where it will be.
Peace and quiet,
Everyone will see.
This is why it is special,
Everyone come please.
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt Contest by UnbreakableSoul.
500 points, ended October 22, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is so sweet and softly written, thank you so much for your entry!
