Banana Bread and Poetry || Relaxing Bake With Me

[Music]to susan b anthony on her birthday byElizabeth Cady Stanton my honored friendI’ll never forget that day in June whenfirst we met Oh what I had the skill topaint my vision of that Quaker Saintrobed and pale blue and silver grayno silly fashions did she sa her brow sosmooth and fair neat coils of soft brownhair her voice was like the Lark soclear so rich and pleasant to the earthe Prentice hand on man oft tried nowmade in her the nation’s pride we metand loved near to part hand clasped andhand heart bound to heartwe’ve traveled west years together dayand night in stormy weather climbing therugged suffrage Hill bravely facingevery ill resting speaking everywhereoft times in the open air from sleighsox carts and coaches besieged with bugsand roaches all for the emancipation ofthe women of our nationnow we’ve had enough of travel and inturn laid down the gavel in triumphhaving reached fourscore will give ourthoughts to art and lore in thetime-honored retreat side by side we’lltake a seat – younger hands resign thereins with all the honors and the gainsunited down life’s hill will glide withair the coming yearsbe tied carded only when first in timeeternal joys are thine or mine[Music]you