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Natasha Haidar
Poet
The Angel on the Bridge
Your angel appeared, personified
On that winter day,
Beaming bright eyes and smile,
Kindness at last,
He pulled you back from the brink
As you straddled that bridge
Seconds from doom.
No longer alone, a grain of hope born
No shame, no embarrassment
No more.
A stranger on the bridge
Instantly by your side
Together beginning your new journey
Of hope and recovery.
Your angel on the bridge.
Natasha Haidar © 2019
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