“Beth Ann, I’ll be back at 6:00 to take you out for dinner.
This 1st Anniversary is going to be done in style, and it will be a winner.”
“I have a surprise for you, that you’ll never forget.
So, put on your Sunday dress, and be ready for an evening that you won’t regret.”
“Charles, I will be waiting, and I know it will be grand.
You are the best husband in all the land.”
Six o’clock and Beth Ann heard their buggy as it came to a stop in front of the house.
She was so excited to see her Charles, her best friend and spouse.
He stepped down from the buggy carrying a large box wrapped in brown paper, but it had a big, red grosgrain ribbon on the top.
She ran out onto the porch, and came to a stop.
Charles sat the box at her feet, but asked her not to open it just yet.
He had something else in the buggy he had to get.
He went back to the buggy to retrieve a large wicker basket covered
in a blue check cloth that smelled of something, delicious, something bought.
He didn't want her to cook dinner, a nice and generous thought.
He carried the box and she the basket out to the gazebo, where he spread out a feast.
The box could wait until after dinner; everything was still warm
and the bread had that wonderful smell of yeast.
All through dinner, Beth Ann kept her eye on the box out by the big tree.
She was wondering, just what it could be.
Mrs. Jamison, lived on the farm down the way.
She had cooked their wonderful dinner for their special day.
Soon the dinner was over, topped off with fresh baked apple pie.
Beth looked longingly at the box, and let out a sigh.
Charles took her by the hand and led her out to the tree
where they had carved their initials on the day of their engagement a couple of years back.
That’s when she heard from the box, a tiny “quack”.
There in the box were four cute little ducks all yellow and soft for which he knew she was quite fond,
And she couldn’t wait to take them over to their pond.
She had spied them at the Jamison farm just the other day,
And Charles knew she would love them more than any bouquet.
So, hand in hand they sat down by the pond to watch the little ducks swim on the pond until the sky turned red with a brilliant sunset.
Then, they headed to the house to remember a day that they never wanted to forget.