Mark Heathcote

Gold Star - 15,642 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Bridge Of Joy - Poem by Mark Heathcote

The things we did were quite insane.
But that's how joy came to pass
As we cut the turf and made a bridge
Out of lush green meadow grass.

Knowing full well that nothing
On this earth or river shall ever last.

We gazed in awe when the turf laid
Across the river dammed 6ft or more
Our heartbeats beating their full score
With aloud; furore as we ran across

'Some 5. Times or more, yes
The things we did were quite insane'.
But that's how joy came to pass
As the river washed
The last sods of earth away to the last.

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  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (1/26/2016 9:50:00 PM)

    A creative composition that is rich in realism. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2016


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