It was Under The Bridge where she found herself
on a cold wintry day,
It was Under The Bridge where the ice cycles
dripped into frozen water
that captured her attention right away,
Floating dead leaves with beautiful colors of
white, light blue, tan and brown,
The sound of rushing waters caught the
attention of all around...
Life Under The Bridge may be a safe place to go,
To search for solitude, a temporary place to be,
in search of a different tomorrow,
Today, an artist finds herself, "Under The Bridge..."
without guilt, stress or sorrow....
By/Lille` M. Queen, California Artist & Poet
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