Brooklyn Bridge Poem
by Arya, 10, Ridge Road Elementary School, USA
The Great East River Bridge
….John Augustus Roebling designed
Stood up high and tall,
….Held together by iron strings confined
Connecting Manhattan to Brooklyn,
….While in the river swim the fins
As the towers touched the sky,
….The birds soar and fly
The traffic of cars, vans, and buses move on,
….As the conversations on the walkway carry on
In the morning the bridge is a road to success
….At night it takes us home to rest!
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Arya, I have never seen the Brooklyn Bridge in real life, but your poem painted a word picture for me. I specially like “iron strings” and the way you helped me hear all the sounds too. Loved it!