Monday, May 20, 2024

Swinging bridge


 

The ground is hundreds of feet below me

As the bridge swings from side to side

The havey fog makes it hard to see ahead of me

A mighty river flows beneath 

I can hear it far below


The bridge swings

The thick fog

One wrong move

A hundred foot plummet 

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