At The Crossroads

She stands all alone on a bridge at midnight

Tears streaming as she looks out into the river

How on earth did she get to this stage in her life

When all she ever wanted was to be a mother and a wife

Where had she gone wrong when did it start

The young girl had developed a stone cold heart

Too much freedom, too little love at home

So now she stands here heart broken and alone

She looks at the water flowing swift and deep

Should she walk on across or into the water leap

A gentle hand touched her shoulder and turned her around

She looked in all directions not a soul to be found

Her suicide thoughts now broken but a strange comfort encamped

As she slowly turned and walked down off the ramp

A sweet peaceful feeling like she had never known

Like the touch of love the stranger had shown

Many years have passed since the peace she did find

But the night on the bridge has never left her mind

The gentle touch she felt she has never found out

But in her heart she knows it was an angel no doubt

Raylene Boggs
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