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Embark on journeys and transitions with the thoughtful crossing poems. Explore the beauty of change and transformation as you navigate through the verses on this page. From short and sweet to deep and reflective, these poems will take you on a poetic adventure.
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Bridging Paths
Your span, a link between,
Crossing’s way, life’s scene.
In every step, in every stride,
You bring unity, far and wide.
Through your presence, gaps are closed,
In your walk, hearts are posed.
Journey’s Bridge
Your path, a guiding line,
Crossing’s course, pure design.
In every link, in every arch,
You bring passage, life’s march.
Through your stretch, dreams are met,
In your span, no regret.
Linked Ways
Your way, a merging lane,
Crossing’s blend, life’s refrain.
In every walk, in every meet,
You bring worlds, paths complete.
Through your join, journeys start,
In your bond, shared heart.
Crossing Chuckles:
Busy streets and traffic lights,
Crossing’s dance, in city nights.
Pedestrians rush and cars do stop,
Crossing’s jest, on the top.
From side to side, a journey made,
Crossing’s game, unafraid.
In every step, a tale unfolds,
Crossing’s magic, brave and bold.
With every pause, a heartbeat’s thrum,
Crossing’s joy, in humdrum.
From morning’s rush to evening’s calm,
Crossing’s charm, like a balm.
Intersection Antics:
Crosswalks paint the city’s lines,
In the hustle, life’s designs.
With each green light, a moment’s peace,
Crossing’s flow, never cease.
From crowded lanes to quiet roads,
Crossing’s rhythm, life bestows.
With every turn, a story bright,
Crossing’s cheer, day and night.
Pathways Intertwined:
At crossings where paths intertwine,
Lives converge, stories align.
Each choice, a direction set,
In the crossing, fates are met.
Bridges span over rivers wide,
At crossings, we decide.
Steps we take, with hearts so bold,
At every crossing, tales are told.
Journeys start and journeys end,
At crossings, destinies blend.
In the moment of decision’s glare,
We find our way, unaware.
Pathways cross, lives interlace,
In the crossing, we find our place.
