'I'll cross, I'll cross the bridge, I guess'.
A sparkling dew shimmered a yes,
Pale flowers of yellow, blue and green,
Among their shades movement was seen.
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''A magnificent garden, I spoke, An enchanted meadow I awoke.'' wonderful metaphor..well written poem..10+++