Bridge
She hailed from the city of bridges
In the prairie land of living skies
Through this city ran swiftly a river
And though it was known for it's namesake
People still could not bridge the divide
She stood in the middle of a train bridge
It rumbled and shook as it roared by
Small yet strong, trusted to never give way
Travelling east to west and back again
On such a fragile seeming connection
Nothing heard over the shaking structure
The river heeding danger far beneath
She braced herself against the bridge railing
Leaning over the current and undertow
Wishing people would cross it the same
March 21, 2023
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