To a Covered Bridge

In the deep of the forest, we found you.
Such a masterpiece can’t be ignored!
So, slowly, we entered admired and loved
every beautiful inch we explored.

You’re now a historical landmark
and you’ve served so long and so well.
If your stout planks and timbers could talk,
oh! what wonderful tales they would tell.

Many travelers  found shelter within you
when nature brought snow, freezing cold.
Farm animals were kept from stampeding
’cause you looked like their barn on the road.

Protecting the trains that would cross you,
by keeping wet rot from the spans
was another job you performed well
as your roof added strength, took a stand.

I’d be remiss if I didn’t acknowledge
you provided many moments of bliss
to gentlemen who went courting
and in your sheltering arms stole a kiss.

© Candice W. Coghill, September, 2011

Photograph courtesy of Sandra Langdon-Wilson

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