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".
stand on the podium
stand up for the crowd
you gold medal coffee maker
you champion toll collector
you safety food inspector
take a bow and wave to the people
you road-line painter
you lifetime dishwasher
the national anthem plays a
glory hallelujah salute to you
you topflight tire changer
pump me up! fire ranger,
you game changer with
a new world record
you photo-finish fish filleter
scaling new heights of
perfection, golden dusted
we salute and applaude you
sausage cooker, with mustard
you gold medal floured
over-night baker
you water quality tester
we know you do your best or
why else would we be standing
here now, drinkin' you in
all smiles and elation
our hometown creation
damn! we love you!
we cheer you, we pay homage
you achieve your promise
like sports men and women
who run like a train
who rise with the sun
again, and again, and again
to test themselves
to challange their body
the mettle of their soul
we exalt, we extol,
we give a bouquet,
to those who excel and
grab gold medal victory
from the jaws of today
© Goode Guy 2012-08-06
a bit late in posting I'm afraid...