YWA Winner 2006
Poetry Grades 3-4
Lindsay Jadow
Brooklyn Bridge Poem
O bridge that leads me to another place!
O the way you vibrate when traffic goes by below!
O bridge, how could I get to work in winter if you were not here?
O your mighty tall towers as high as the moon!
O the heaven of your towers!
O that strength in you that lights up the night!
O the smell of the salt water below!
O the way your towers hold the bridge up day and night!
O how you have the soul in you of the workers that made you!
O how you charm the gods when they get sad!
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