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Build Relationship Bridge

The gale of time has snapped the bonds The generations don’t connect anymore They grow as shadeless trees in isolation And don’t make a cool garden anymore. They are stories divided in incongruent chapters But don’t make a readable book anymore. I don’t understand your language of emotion Nor do you mine If my times could be nearer to yours And yours to mine We can bring the generations drifting apart A bit closer If we build a bridge together. You can cross the bridge And come in my heart to be in my times The times when the values are still valued Come to my home The bare walls collapsing, the doors cracking But it standing strong on foundation of faith I’ll show you my garden The flowers wilting desolate But they preserve the fragrance of good old times I’ll show you the faded picture of my little son Walking by my side, holding my hand He remembers no longer. I can cross the bridge And travel to your times you’re treading You’ll show me your house The walls decorated with abstract paintings But the windows don’t open to the sky You’ll show me the faraway garden Where people throng to pluck odorless flowers You’ll show me the picture of your little son in color Holding your sleeve, looking away Not knowing perhaps who you really are. Let us build a bridge together And on the bridge I’ll take a step forward You’ll take a step backward I’ll hold your hand with love And you’ll hold mine with care We’ll let the generations relate. ______________________ September 26, 2021 Contest : Relationships Sponsor : Robert James Liguori

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