Water under the bridge,
Flowing swiftly down the stream.
Fading in the distance,
Like so many broken dreams.
Water under the bridge,
Like promises flowing away.
Or dumped unceremoniously in a ditch,
Never welcome, so they could not stay.
Too much water has passed away,
To make a difference anymore.
There just can't be a brighter day,
Somebody's walking out the door.
9/7/10 Alton Texas
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