The Day London Bridge Fell down
Now the task is to build it up again. what a pain
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk Published 2 years ago • 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2025
The Day London Bridge Fell down
A trembling crack, a sudden shift,
The river stirred, the heavens lift.
No sound, no scream, no final plea,
Just the bridge sinking silently.
Each stone, once firm, now lost, betrayed,
The weight of centuries slowly swayed.
A task to build it up again.
When bridges fall, it’s such a pain
About the Creator
♿ V+ Marie381Uk
Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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