Bridges Of Uncertainty
Each day we cross
the bridges of uncertainty
never knowing what
we might meet when we get there,
but we cross them just the same
as life must go on.
The bridges of uncertainty
lie everywhere in our path
from our first steps in the morning
to our last steps at night.
We walk our lonely miles
never knowing what we might find
or what our life will bring.
Sometimes we find love and happiness,
sometimes its tragedy and misery
that befall us there.
Sometimes it is sunshine in the rain;
they are all there in life’s elusive game
on the other side of the bridges of uncertainty.
poem by David Harris
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