The Bridge and Its Tender
The Bridge & It's Tender
By: Tom Wright
9/20/99
The venerable toll Bridge
is consistent in It's job.
It stands minute by minute, hour by hour,
and day by day.
Always there,
spanning that un-crossable gulf.
Providing for all who wish to cross,
a more excellent way.
By many,
this Trestle, is taken for granted.
For at no time,
has it been known to fail.
Through winds, cross currents,
and even shifting sands.
The Bridge purposes, throughout time,
to always prevail.
The toll collector of the Bridge
seeks little payment.
For our trip, one way,
to yonder side.
Knowing beforehand,
of our destination,
even this side of the Bridge,
where we abide.
As we search our existence,
for value to barter as toll.
We'll find naught but spirit,
for fare to trade.
Pray, The Tender will declare
"Children pass on,
with My blood,
your tariff was prepaid".
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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