Victory Bridge

A winding bridge of days gone by 

a generation served

So aptly named the Victory Bridge

her presence still preserved

The trees give comfort from the sun

and weeds adorn her rails

Warning signs displayed for all 

they hang by rusty nails

Today she sits alone and still

in silence she awaits

In time we know they'll come for her

and what will be her fate...

All Rights Reserved Jon Arno 2016

Music by George Skaroulis