When you begin your first years
You climb the steps of the bridge.
Each step you take is new and exciting.
Climbing up is easy and entertaining.
As you keep walking up the bridge
You tire of the same steps.
All you desire is to reach the top
You are nervous, but ready to get there.

When you reach your mid-years
You walk at the top of the bridge.
New feelings wash through your mind.
You now have control of your path.
Growing older, you gaze over the bridge
And experience things you had not seen before.
But each person sees something different.
Whether it is good or bad is up to them.

When you reach your final years
You walk down the steps of the bridge.
You have seen everything you have seen
And miss everything you missed.
Sometimes, you look behind yourself
And wish you had walked differently.
But once you reach the end of the bridge
You sit and rest from the long walk.