In my life I've known three kinds of bridges,
One kind of bridge I gladly ran across so excited about my future,
Like beginning to drive a car, staying out late, traveling far,
And these were my bridges of adventure.
Another kind of bridge I would cross with someone by my side,
Like a mentor or guide,
And these were my bridges of learning about life's yearning,
Teaching me what I hadn't known to reveal the next new bridge of learning now being shown.
And there was a kind of bridge I had to be led or pushed across,
Because these were the bridges of loss,
And life as I knew it would not be the same,
There was no bargaining this change when it came,
This was the kind of bridge with no choice of loss,
I have to keep going to find what life is showing me with more bridges to see and cross.
In my life I've known three kinds of bridges.
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