I brace myself to cross the bridge outreaching from the rocky ridge on which I pause, as though in plight, perhaps impaired by fear or flight. Should I proceed with strong resolve, not knowing what that may involve; but blessings to all left behind and may this way to all be kind? But is this structure safe and sound to take me on to firmer ground, or will it sag beneath my weight, or sway to send me to my fate? Robert Scott has previously won many prizes in poem competitions and also written a successful book of poems published in England. This book records his reflections as they occurred

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