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Thursday, November 29, 2012

The Bridge Builder



"The Bridge Builder"
-Will Allen Dromgoole

An old man, going a lone highway
Came at the evening, cold and gray,
To chasm, vast and deep and wide,
Through which was flowing a sullen tide.
The old man crossed in the twilight dim;
The sullen stream had no fears for him;
But he turned when safe on the other side
And built a bridge to span the tide.
"Old Man," said a fellow pilgrim near,
"You are wasting strength with building here;
Your journey will end with the ending day;
You never again must pass this way;
You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide
Why build you the bridge at the eventide?"
The builder listed his old gray head:
"Good friend, in the path I have come," he said,
"There followeth after me today
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm that has been naught to me
To that fair-handed youth may pit-fall be,
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building the bridge for him."


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