The Bridge
written by: Jan McCulloch
Only sheep trot across the stones since all the people left.
The dwellings stand in ruins, neglected and bereft.
Many years have passed since that balmy moonlit night
When the couple pledged undying love and held each other tight.
Their plans were dashed when war broke out, they parted in tears
But held fast to their hopes and dreams in the coming years.
Letters brought them comfort when air raid sirens wailed
Despite the hardship war bestowed, their deep love never failed.
The fierce gunfire took him and his comrades on the ridge
His soul departed swiftly, speeding onwards to the bridge.
She sat by the bridge in sorrow on a balmy moonlit night
Remembering their dreams and how they held each other tight.
She threw herself into the water with a heart rending cry
But her lover caught her soul. Their love will never ever die.
- The Bridge - February 12, 2021
- The Thinning of The Veil - December 4, 2020
