This bridge will only take you halfway there,
To those wondrous new places that you long to see,
The mountains and the swirling mists,
And moonlit woods where you can walk free.

We walked a while, arm in arm together, and shared,
The winding trails and wondrous worlds that we have known.
Together we now stand and look at the horizon beyond
And see the light gleaming on Dreams that you have been shown.

For there comes a time, in all our lives, when each must part from each,
And paths we once walked together come to an end,
Our journeys change, and the goals for which we reach
Transform, to become our own, to be written of in a letter to a friend.

Take joy in the new adventure that waits,
As we now begin to walk our own paths, don’t sigh.
Open your eyes wide to see the beauty all around you
Don’t cry, and don’t stumble, don't turn to look behind.

My path cannot be your path,
We each need to find our own,
Or it may become a shadow, a copy,
A bare and hidden yearning,
That in the end, leaves us aching and alone.

But make sure you take note of the beauty
And sing a song of it so sweet,
I will listen to the wind as it whispers,
It will sing me your song as I sleep.

This bridge will only take you halfway there,
My friend, thank you for all the beauty you have shown,
Now we must part, to walk our own paths,
The last few steps you will have to take alone.