I remember my own three children,
none of them would walk across
the grated bridge, fearful they
would slip into the roaring
and rushing waterfalls.
They clung to me,
as toddlers, then
advanced to holding on
to the metal railing and
still a bit shaky when older
sister could freely walk and not
hold onto me, an uncle or the
railing. Tenuous steps to
growth and development.
Emerging as two of three,
Parents and family trusting
them to not let them slip
through the cracks.
This is the long view,
artistic and scenic,
of the building
which holds equipment
control panels and the
Fate of Delaware, Ohio!
This is part of a conglomerate
of posts which feature doors
of unimaginable varieties!
Go check out if our host,
Norm Frampton, is back here:
Ancien Hippie 