A BRIDGE I CROSS
Far it reaches through my time,
My travel across it a never ending journey.
Obstacles are sometimes in my way,
I’ll hurdle over or push out of my way.
Moving along searching, always searching,
For just a little more of things not to hurt me.
Not ever knowing what’s ahead,
Stop I will not until the end.
Keith Garrett
keithgarrettpoetry 
love your poetry Keith!
Thanks so much.
On Fri, Jan 19, 2018 at 11:22 PM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Beautifully written!
Thank you for reading.
On Sat, Jan 20, 2018 at 7:58 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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