The Old Bridge
The narrow old bridge
A short-cut to town
To and fro traffics
Have to take turns
No pushing and rushing
But patience and tolerance
On this bottle-necked old bridge
People stopped to greet
Even to strangers they meet
But a friendly smile is lost
Since the old bridge is rebuilt
For cars to speed
For traffic to be fluent
For oldies' hearts to be separated
To be dragged further apart
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