Crossings
A river between us, each high on a ridge.
If we’re ever to meet, we must build a bridge.
But it’s hard to accomplish unless we take hand
to collect the cement, the gravel and sand.
So those of us tired of manual labors—
not given to chitchatting much with our neighbors—
can go on our blogs to find our own kind,
constructing bridges purely of mind.
Blogging is great to bring folks together
on separate continents, in any weather.
We can be lazy, me here and you there,
building our bridges with ease, through the air.
Not over yet! Now click on this URL:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9_8KpR49bFI
The prompt today was “bridge.”
If my LIFE DEPENDED ON IT, I MIGHT cross that bridge. Only might. I might prefer death.
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As long as you stay out of the rainforest you should be all right.
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That gif is very beautiful … whoever is on that bridge, might be captain high-liner? Cheers Jamie
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Nice secure knots all over the place.. what could go wrong? 😉 And a lovely musical finish to the lovely poetic post…
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