| THE BENCH...PG 2 |
“My name is Rachel” said the girl “May I ask what is yours?” The other smiled, “It’s Agnes… I’m on my way home from the store!” Then Rachel spied the groceries Bagged at the woman’s feet “Do you live near here?” she asked Agnes nodded, “Just down the street! But I always stop and sit awhile To rest these weary bones For I’m 82 years old you see And still able to hold my own!” Rachel grinned, “I’m twenty-one As well as six months wed!” ”Well, congratulations, sweetie!” Her new friend quickly said! Rachel snorted, “I think not! For I married a spoiled brat!” With eyes atwinkle, Agnes laughed “I’m afraid most men are that! But I’ve been married quite a while And I’ve learned a thing or two About handling husbands….if you like I could share a bit with you !” Rachel begged, “I’d love to hear For at this rate it won’t be long Before I’m convinced this whole marriage thing Was hasty and very wrong!” Agnes clucked in sympathy, “Men do cause many tears… I should know, I’ve been a Mrs. Now For almost sixty years!” Rachel’s mouth fell open…”WOW!” He must be quite a man!!” The old lady chuckled, “He was back when He first asked Daddy for my hand! I thought he was magnificent And as handsome as could be Even though at 18, I couldn’t figure out What on earth he saw in me! But he was considered quite a catch My family was delighted I started married life much like you… In love and most excited ! " Agnes paused and seemed to be Lost in a far off distant past…. Rachel wondered what it took For marriage to really last! continued >>>>>> |
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