Tuesday, 26 April 2016

Bridges


Bridges
"I'll cross that bridge
When I get to it,"
I said to myself.
And at the time
It made
Complete sense,
But here was That bridge
And the path
I walked was 
Leading straight 
To it.
There were
 Steps to climb
But the path
Wound on
There are 
Always  choices.


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