Anna had probably "married up," becoming the wife of a highly respected priest. But, as with us all, "time and chance" had taken their toll. Her husband had died early in their marriage, and age had clothed her beauty in wrinkles.
Anna, now an elderly widow, was a prophetess, and consequently spent most of her life in the temple, worshiping God.
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π²π²The Christmas Story in Ten Haikuπ²π²
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