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THERE’S A BRIDGE IN MY HOME TOWN

September 18, 2013

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THERE’S A BRIDGE IN MY HOME TOWN    by Jim Bornzin

There’s a bridge in my home town, a foot bridge over the creek.  

On one side is the park with tall trees, cool shade,

Swings and slides for the kids,

And benches, where grown-ups can sit and visit just for fun. 

On the other side is business  

With City Hall, the Library, the Police Station, the cleaners, 

Real estate office and restaurant,

Lots of hot sun and traffic.

We begin life as a child 

We love the park, the shade, the slides and swings

All too soon we cross the bridge and go to work on the business side. 

We cope with the heat of the day

The labor, the competition, the rules,

The permits from City Hall, and the traffic.

Some day, in the not-too-distant future

I’ll cross that bridge one last time

Leave my work and business behind 

Walk into the cool shade of those beautiful trees

Become a child of heaven, play with other kids

Sit on the bench and talk with grown-ups 

Maybe Mom and Dad

Just for the fun of it.

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  1. March 21, 2015 6:13 pm

    I sure like this poem Dad, thank you for writing it. I just read it again today and it means a lot to me. jb

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