Once Purple

The bridge was once a purple hue;

There’s just a trace remaining.

It should be freshened up, but seems

The city is refraining.

 

Of course, it’s low priority

Compared to needs more pressing

Like sanitation, safety, schools

And other ones worth stressing.

 

Yet when I saw that purple bridge,

The opposite of boring,

It made me smile and surely set

So many spirits soaring.

 

Perhaps one day, if things return

To life as we once knew it,

Some painters will show up

With purple paint and get right to it.