The Rickety Footbridge


Someone or some people built this footbridge. Seemingly made of sticks.
They wanted to connect to the town, be part of something big.

That was years ago. Last time I checked the bridge was gone.
Perhaps swept away by a storm. Or maybe someone took it down.

There are suspension bridges, and concrete bridges.
There are steel bridges, and there are rickety bridges.

Connections in life are like bridges. Some are long and steadfast.
And some, like rickety bridges, are good while they last.

(Somewhere on the island of Mindanao in the Philippines.)


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