For a painting
Away back in an old city
I saw a bridge.
That bridge belonged to Venice.
It was to the rainbow clear
It traveled,
Over an old canal.
You had to pass a cloudy gate
To reach the color . . .
Bridges do sometimes begin on the earth
And end in the sky.
Venice Bridge
Hilda Conkling
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Poem topics: away, city, rainbow, sky, sometimes, earth, clear, reach, color, I love you, I miss you, bridge, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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