Across the Bridge

Written for a contest entry

 

Across the bridge, we walk alone

Leaving behind, a life now mourned

Friends and family left to wonder

What comes next, is better for us

 

Pain and suffering, now are gone

Across the bridge, we walk alone

Out of the darkness, into light

All now peaceful, we feel no strife

 

Family and friends, slightly fading

Towards a new life we are making

Across the bridge, we walk alone

Toward the light, we keep moving on

 

All our loved ones, far behind us

Feeling laughter, love and kindness

We venture closer, fear now gone

Across the bridge, we walk alone

Reviews

[Melissa Kesead]

Across the bridge, we walk alone

Sometimes we have to do things alone, don't we? Your poem is melancholy and beautiful.