I leave the bridge and wander along the path by the River,
The River, flowing quietly and serenely in time with my steps,
My thoughts meander to times long past;
To those days of walking by other waters.
Those childhood days where the only worry
Was whether my friends will be there to play.
The three of us, running, not walking, on the
Green clad ground, yelling, laughing, always happy.
The time of young love where a walk together
Meant so much, the river ignored, just looking
At each other, as if it was the most precious time of all,
The time that we wished would forever stop at that moment.
The step that brought me to that one true love
Who would walk with me for the rest of my life.
No doubts entered my mind, a soul mate,
Friend, lover, to always be with me, on the long trek through time.
Suddenly I realise that I may walk alone;
The River still flowing in time with my steps,
But on my own again until I come to the bridge
Where I walk across the River, to another place.
- Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 5th, 2024 02:06
- Category: Reflection
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Comments9
Your beautiful poem reminded me that sadly nothing in life lasts forever. We lose people along the way, and that can be devastating. The river meanders. The bridge stays put. That!s where I drifted Andy. Have a happy Tuesday.
Thank you for your kind words Cassie.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
I gave the river a miss when I read that it's the highest level it's been for years, but thankfully didn't burst its banks.
Thanks Orchi, My River burst its bank a couple of weeks ago and it is still high.
Andy
A beautiful metaphor for the changes in life that come unplanned and need acceptance. This poem has a sense of wistfulness to it.
Much appreciated soren, thank you.
Andy
I know I have said it before .. and write about it often .. but change is the only constant when measured against time .. I very muchly enjoyed todays offering Andy 👍
So true Neville, that change does happen but but we live with it and move on.
Thank you.
Andy
Beautiful Andy, much to ponder on. 🌹
Most kind Teddy, thank you.
Andy
Love this. It works on so many levels. The river, and crossing the bridge. Seems to say so much. Just brilliant.
Thank you Tom. Those bridges take us to wondrous places.
Andy
May your river always flow with your steps Andy. Awesome John Denver song. 😊👍
It certainly will AP, thank you.
Love John Denver.
Andy
So beautiful. Great work.
Thank you Thomas.
Andy
Very nice write ✍️ Andy.
John
Thank you John, much appreciated.
Andy
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