We travel to a bridge
Called the bridge of life
Until we reach that end
Called 6 feet down under
And in between maybe
We do our thing
On higher grounds
We love and we care
On our lowest point maybe
We despise and we hate
As we form opinions of people
We don't even know well
As the sun rises, a new day reveals
The light seeps through the souls of people we've met
Those that stuck with you in thick or thin
Are the ones sent by God who truly cared
It is everyday that we learn about life
As we walk on that bridge of sighs and of smiles
It gets harder as the journey gets tough
Though it's easier to cross that bridge with friends holding your hands...
You will know and learn who truly cared for you when you are in a bind...
above painting is by Thomas Kinkade, thank you...
