bridge that started to collapse,

this was a dream i had so i wrote it down , and turned it into a poem and well going to turn it into a book....

Bridge that started to collapse

 

    There was this bridge,

It was green, and looked weird,

I didn’t want to drive across,

Because I was scared but I was across it,

Then it started to collapse,

I was scared and frightened, and didn’t know what to do.

We was running scared.

 

The end

 

By : jennifer little

Author's Note

i thought i might try this turn my dream into a poem then turn it into a book ...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Could be a interesting story. Bridges don't frighten me. The underpasses in Michigan have fell down. In the Detroit area. A few death when the old overpasses become weak and scary. A interesting poem.
Coyote

[Marie]

I've seen bridges like that. I hate to drive across a bridge.