Pick a Bridge

They call it Bridge City
and if you don’t know
how to get to one of the twelve bridges
(not counting the two in Oregon City)
that you need to take
to get where you’re going
you’re gonna get lost

And don’t try to follow GPS
’cause it’ll tell you to take
either of two lanes to get onto
the Ross Island Bridge
when only the right lane will do

You just better know
how to get there
if you want to bridge the gap
between where you are now
and where you want to be

Bridge City

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For the prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub today Lillian is calling for bridge poems. I wasn’t going to write anything, but Bridge City just wouldn’t get out of my head.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.

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10 Responses

  1. Smiling I am…..although my guess is that folks don’t find this too humorous when they have to deal with it. I’m reminded of the common phrase or suggestion to “take a flying leap” (“over a bridge” could be added). Did not know about this City of Bridges.
    Glad you posted today! 🙂

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