Tuesday, August 9, 2022

The old man and the bridge

I met an old man by the hanging wire bridge in the vale. 

We were traveling in the same direction, I could tell. 

As I slowed down with a smile, it was just a moment, but there we lived for a while. 

Only the hanging wire bridge knows our tale.

2 comments:

সুমন রায় said...

অসম্ভব ভালো লাগল।

Tuareg Anindya said...

থ্যাংক ইউ সুমন।

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