The Bridge no Longer Bridges

A lifetime of moats – walls and drawbridges

Shadowed scars beyond ivy’s ridge

Where evil Stepmothers of fairytales

Feelings of less than as you exhale 

Prisoned hearts within your snare

Echoes in G minor to which despair

Decades of lies and villainous chill

Endured by cancer’s poisoned pill

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I’m left with a sister’s loss and grim

All the while you play the victim

Her chest rises and falls thus now has passed

For now, my voice lost within sands cast

I whisper your name as to awake

Only to find your life opaque

Anguish emotions are left prevailed

To recognize thus bridges are far too frail

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Where is the healing of closed gates at night?

Alone on the bridge til dawns sunlight

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About the bridge

This poem is dedicated to my sister Theresa. I lost her to Cancer in 2016 and miss her every day. I was blindsided by her passing. It’s never too late to mend relationships just don’t let too much time pass. There is joy left with each loving memory with my sister and now my voice will be heard to continue her legacy.

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