Newcastle bridges

 

It’s bitter cold in Newcastle
Here on the River Tyne
But from my waterfront hotel
The view I have is fine

The High Level bridge, train on top
The Swing bridge just in view
The landmark of the Tyne bridge there
Blending old with new

Devoid now of its shipping past
Coal loaders long time gone
This twenty-first century river
Sings a brand new song

And shivering in these frigid winds
Snow shards in my face
I pause just long enough to see
The grandeur of this place

 

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