The night we graduated
as those sixteen gals and guys
Sharing high aspirations
reaching way up to the skies.
Didn’t want to say good bye
but knew we had to go.
One day we’d see each other
and each of us could crow.
We’d share our accomplishments
perhaps we would stretch the truth
laughing over our antics
back when we were naïve youth.
The time has passed so quickly
as we gather to reune
and we ask how fifty years
could fly by so very soon.
Now our hair is gray or gone.
Our bodies are not the same
as we talk to each strange face
with such a familiar name.
We miss those who are not here
and pause to say a prayer
for those who’ve gone before us
wishing they we here to share.
So let us leave each other
and go back to where we came
knowing we are all different
but we’re also much the same.
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Newfie Hugs, Rose
Congratulations.
Georg
Fifty! What a milestone. Congratulations. I can feel your nostalgia and happiness throughout. Have fun.
Mary