The Bridge

A slender arc, a pathway high
Connecting shores, where dreams do fly
The bridge stands firm, through wind and tide
A symbol of hope, where hearts abide
A meeting point, of you and I

In twilight's hush, the bridge comes alive
A dance of lights, a whispered jive
The city's pulse, a rhythmic beat
As lovers meet, in the bridge's sweet
A promise kept, a love to thrive

The bridge's heartbeat, a story tells
Of trials past, of love that dwells
It spans the gap, between what's been
And what's to come, in the bridge's keen
A passageway, to a brighter scene

On its broad back, the world does move
A confluence, of dreams to prove
The bridge connects, the bridge sets free
A gateway to, a world to see
A journey's start, for you and me

In morning's glow, the bridge awakes
A new day dawns, with the city's makes
The world stirs slow, as the bridge comes alive
A pathway to, the possibilities thrive
A journey waits, on the bridge's stride .