Today's prompt is to write a poem about a bridge.
There is a bridge I know
I've never seen the other end though
It stands precariously
Crossing over a stream
The other end is shrouded in fog
And honestly, it is nothing more than a log
In the past I have ignored that path
But I've spent time doing the math
It seems that my time here is coming to an end
So I must venture across the riverbend
And I can't help but wonder,
when I venture into the mist,
what will I find?
xoxo
-Sharon
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