The Lark
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The Lark

The Bridge

Poetry

Photo by Asap PANG on Unsplash

Walking home from school,
The usual way.
My head full of romance,
on that fateful day.

Dreamy eyes lookup,
As I cross the bridge.
Heart plummets, Curtains drawn,
Someone is dead.

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The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry

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Christine Frances Annette Andrews

Christine Frances Annette Andrews

I am retired, enjoy reading, writing and painting watercolours. I keep a curious outlook on life. Remember the past. Live in the present. Welcome the future

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