Our Bridge Over Troubled Waters
The snow is getting deeper,
and my path I cannot find.
But the bridge that crosses troubled waters,
Will lead me though I'm blind.

Now the stream that trickles beneath the bridge,
Flows gently on and on . . .
As our days through life we live,
Each day brings a bright new dawn.

The footprints now that I've left behind,
Are melted from the noonday sun.
Like each day of our lives,
Into years, they have spun.

A path is made through the new fallen snow.
For all to follow without fear.
A bright new light at the end of our life
Will appear . . . . . Jesus . . .
Copyright by Leslie M. Willson, Sr.
Posted here with author's permission.
Rainbow Faith, words of Inspiration, Faith & Hope for the bereaved.
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