Damaged Bridge

A poem inspired by the "Say it in 6" contest picture that I saw on the Hub.

She wanted to pay a visit
to that old, wooden bridge
The one that leads to her town

Teased with vines and buckled planks
Home of bugs and most likely snakes
It's where her last memories are bound

She fled from her estranged parents
many years ago
To this very same bridge

After a stormy fight
And on an equally stormy night
Underneath, she and her broken heart hid

Rain, leaves, and terrible wind
accompanied her
as she wished for a miracle below

When suddenly there was light
that split through the night
And through the bridge as if it were hollow

Now she stands here reminiscing
about the sorrowful girl of twelve
that chose this bridge instead

Between a damaged home
and a life unknown
She's more peaceful in heaven's bed