The Old Bridge Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Old Bridge



the old bridge yearns it creaks
and yawns.

but its yawns be sad and
drawling.

for it has seen centuries and
wills more centuries

so many feet, lovers, kisses,
whispers

so many secrets, the bridge has
its eyes and ears?

Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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