Who built for you?
#sacrifice #love #roughwork #familyfirst #grandkids #relationshipgoals #comefollowme
Will Allen Dromgoole’s classic #poem entitled “The #Bridge Builder.” An old man, going a lone #highway,
Came at the evening, cold and gray,
To a chasm, vast and deep and wide,
Through which was flowing a sullen #tide.
The old man crossed in the twilight dim;
The sullen stream had no fears for him;
But he turned when safe on the other side
And built a bridge to span the tide. “Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near,
“You are wasting #strength with #building here;
Your #journey will end with the ending day;
You never again must pass this way;
You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide—
Why build you the bridge at the eventide?” The builder lifted his old gray head:
“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,
“There followeth after me today
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm that has been naught to me
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building the bridge for him.”