Burning Bridges

Thinking of the burning bridges
That I have left behind
The times when I went for myself
And left others far behind

Left broken on the ground
The lying embers of these things
The burning bridges falling after me
The thought “What a fool I’ve been” still rings.

© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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