The Tappan Zee Bridge

We drove the brand-new Tappan Zee;
It’s modern and it’s sleek.
Only one direction’s finished;
It’s been open for a week.

The other side will join the club
Real soon and when it does,
The river will look very different
From the way it was.

The older bridge looked much as
An erector set appears,
Like the one my brothers played with
In their early childhood years.

It will slowly be dismantled
When the new one is complete,
As the past fades to oblivion,
A sorrowful retreat.

For the future’s out there waiting
And most things won’t be the same,
Like the bridge once called the Tappan Zee, 
Which boasts a brand-new name.

But to tried and true New Yorkers,
Any name they tried to pick
(Former Governor M. Cuomo)
Simply put, will just not stick.

So let’s celebrate the opening
Of a bridge I guarantee
That, no matter what the signage,
Will remain the Tappan Zee.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Rigoler Avatar
September 6, 2017 at 12:08 PM
Crossed the old Tappan Zee only once and that was year's ago. I've always had a thing for old landmark bridges. When they've served their usefulness they're always replaced by an uglier one, or one that clashes with the local environment. The key to a new bridge is taste. / M
Allison Avatar
September 3, 2017 at 4:16 PM
You will always have memories of the old bridge but I can't see any reason to think of the bridge by any other name than the Tappan Zee:-) hugs Jan xx
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