On The Bridge

I love bridges. They have always been some of my favorite things. It doesn't matter what size they are, but I especially like the ones I can walk across and even loiter there at the middle. My favorite kind of bridge is the kind with water, preferably a small stream, running underneath. Then I can stand there and watch the water and all that's in it flow by.

On The Bridge
by Kate Greenaway, 1846-1901

If I could see a little fish--
That is what I just now wish!
I want to see his great round eyes
Always open in surprise.

I wish a water-rat would glide
Slowly to the other side;
Or a dancing spider sit
On the yellow flags a bit.

I think I'll get some stones to throw,
And watch the pretty circles show.
Or shall we sail a flower boat,
And watch it slowly--slowly float?

That's nice--because you never know
How far away it means to go;
And when tomorrow comes, you see,
It may be in the great wide sea.