Bridge over Troubled Water


The car shook, there was a sudden jolt,

I looked out, I knew where we were,

We were in Philly, the City of Neighborhoods, the Birthplace of America, call it whatever name you want.

In this city full of history, I see the Ben Franklin Bridge,

The clean lines, the details, a sigh escaped me,

My hands reached out for the camera, and took a pic right there, from the car.

One never knows when an opportunity presents itself…

Click click click…

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This entry was written by Ruch and published on July 23, 2010 at 10:27 pm. It’s filed under photos and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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