Bridge To Nowhere

Bridge to nowhere I paddled down a narrow river flanked by elm trees like paddling in a tunnel A new road stopped the rivers flow underground, the river streamed Perhaps, if I carry my canoe to the other side the river will continue as before Not so. By the side of the road sat two elderly men "What are you doing here, " I asked? "We wait for a bridge to be built, "they said Answering in unison. Have you waited long? Yes, we have. But what is the point with a bridge If there is no river underneath? The men smiled and said, "because we like sitting under bridges."