When Next You Meet

Next time you meet a man

Think of him not as a smidge

He really is always a bridge

That ridges you to a terminus

Some to a port of bloom

Others to a place of doom

We all want to go places

For where you are  now

Is not who you are

So if you climb a man

Like a bridge

Be it for a session

A season

Or a life span

Be sure to search his spur

Before you cross or crash

 

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