Leave it at the Bridge

There is a bridge

On my way home

And it’s where I leave my thoughts

The bad and not so good ones.

 

You see I have taught for many a year

In tough schools that no one’s heard of.

I’ve taught the rough, the hungry and homeless

I’ve taught the ones with nothing.

And when the stories get to much I give myself a talking

“Leave it at the bridge.”

 

Sometimes it is not about the kids.

But about the adults I work with

I always take them at face value

I do not see deceit in words or in their actions.

Thus today I am somewhat disappointed

And tonight I struggle to leave it at the bridge.

 

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