Bridges (another) and Vicci's old photo challenge

I am putting this time off to good use. Writing heals many hurts. Cleaning and clearing resurrect memories and form bridges over time. I am three in the first picture, sitting but ready to leap from my mother's lap. Below it, I'm 27 and embracing my son, Quanah, holding fast to my lap.





















Bridge across love's lap
One child ready to leap 'way
Another holding close.