A Sweet Sight

Seated next to each other in the third

pew from the front, the aging couple wear

clean but worn clothing, maybe their best; he with

thin, wispy silver hair, she with lots of white hair bunned

on top, with stray tendrils around her neck; he bent with age, a

folded walker in easy reach, she making sure he’s okay now and then

honoring their God at a Monday evening gospel meeting with a small town church.

TR

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