Treasure Island

Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Bridge


Leaves rise
Leaves fall
Boats float
Cars cross
Old bridge
Comes to life…

Open's close
Close's open
There's no end
For end's beginning
Life now gets
An all new meaning.

Connects for ever
Here to there
Far's near
Let's explore
Open eye and see
Both land and sea.

Submitted: Sunday, September 30, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 05, 2014
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  • Patricia Grantham (6/4/2013 6:36:00 PM)

    Bridges connect things and people together. What would we do
    without them. They come in all shapes and sizes. Some have been
    around a very long time. To name a few:
    Gold Gate
    Verazzano
    Cooper River
    Manhattan and others (Report) Reply

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