Bridges

It must be another day

when a hand leaned

in support

a smile turned

in cheering

a gesture of kindness

walked to her.

When it did

a pall of gloom

lifted slowly but surely

she took a few steps forward

its been sometime she thought to herself

since a doorbell rang

a call awaited came

a hand steadied her shoulder

but a good word lasts long

a kind thought seeps through

an open door shows friendship

newly formed

tender unsure yet firm

she smiled

gratitude glittering on her lashes.

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