The Old Covered Bridge

Artist:Šjpt

The old covered bridge has heard and echoed
For more than a hundred years
The clip-clip-clop of the horses' hooves
Through shadow and laughter and tears.

Its aging sides are weathered and splintered,
Loose boards sun-lattice the floor,
As the sunlight shafts through the wide cracks gleam
And dance as they did of yore;

When as children we played in the welcome shade
Of the depths of the dim retreat,
And choked with the dust of a passing rig
And the clatter of steel-shod feet.

We dared to climb through a broken board
Out on the great stone piers,
To grasp at the sweet of a black-birch twig,
Laughing at grown-up fears.

The old-fashioned days have long since past,
And the bridge demolished, I fear,
But memory clings to a girl and boy--
And those happy days of yesteryear.

Author: Grace R. Ballard
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