I came upon a bridge and then
Stumbled into sorrow’s friend
Her problem one I could not mend
Though my hand I did extend
She met my grasp and stepped down from
That ledge where she was standing numb
I did not know what was to come
I soothed her hand with a gentle thumb
She sat with me but did not weep
She told me how she sank so deep
And was sorry that she dragged me there
Down in the pits of her despair
I’m glad she didn’t take the leap
I’m glad the reaper didn’t reap
She closed her eyes in silent prayer
Good thing I had the day to spare
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 2:48 PM UTC
I came upon a bridge and then
Stumbled into sorrow’s friend
Her problem one I could not mend
Though my hand I did extend
She met my grasp and stepped down from
That ledge where she was standing numb
I did not know what was to come
I soothed her hand with a gentle thumb
She sat with me but did not weep
She told me how she sank so deep
And was sorry that she dragged me there
Down in the pits of her despair
I’m glad she didn’t take the leap
I’m glad the reaper didn’t reap
She closed her eyes in silent prayer
Good thing I had the day to spare