"FRANCESCA" (Bridges of Madison County)

FRANCESCA


Many weeks had passed now
And life went on the same
And then they turned into months
Yet she never said his name;
She held her breath every time
The mailman delivered mail
And as the months turned into years
Her health began to fail.

Sometimes in her kitchen,
She thought of that old bridge
And as the tears began to fall
She leaned against the fridge;
Oftentimes she'd drive the truck
To hear music on the radio
For maybe he, too, was listening
To the same songs from long ago.

As her husband grew ill and died
And the kids had moved away
She wanted to reach out to him
But never found a way;
She could have left a message
At his work address
Instead she danced all by herself
In his favourite dress.

She dreamed of his lined face
And felt his tender touch
As her heart began to race
She longed for him so much;
She knew he was her soulmate
Her one and only lover
And as the rain fell on their bridge
She sat huddled beneath, for cover.

An old used camera in her hands
She caressed it and sat still
Soon the daylight would arrive
She'd shoot the bridge; until:
She made believe he was there
His laughter and his smile
She wished to feel him once again
Just for a little while.

When God saw that it was time
To take her from this earth
She closed her eyes forever
And knew she'd find rebirth;
She asked for only one thing
As her life began to fade
"Let me share Eternity, God
With you & Robert Kincaid."