At their tenth high school reunion,
They were surprised to find,
The cheerleaders also had crow’s feet,
Some of the druggies had found their minds.
The twentieth reunion of classmates
Brought to bear on them
That the once-great divide of younger years
Had faded like blooms on a stem.
Their thirtieth reunion was full of laughs
At bald heads and expanding girths;
The brain trust and the drop-outs
Found much to share in mirth.
The fortieth reunion was smaller
Tinged with some sadness and some fear
Older, slower, sickness or time
Had taken its toll on their peers.
What of the fiftieth reunion?
How could time run by so fast?
They’ve weathered a lot, learned some things too
Together they’ll cherish the past.
Eileen Clemens Granfors, 2008