A BRIDGE I CROSS

                        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

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