Crossing the Bridge

Beyond the bridge the sweet,quiet and snow white home Enjoyable walks replacing Endless crosslanes Clean woods aroma exchanging for the Foul Streets And quiet college with sidewalk in the Grass park Rather than Concrete with no Rose to grow And endless Yearbooks one could browse for hours College small enough to find your Special Other While student graduate and Think what is next And when your turn comes you excitedly race For College Paradise declares the world’s a Heaven And everyone You greet is Sweet and Gentle Instread of Harsh Thorns delicate fragrant flowers Green grassy carpet exchanging Wrinkled Sand