slow but certain hand of time
Has changed the young-remembered faces.
The scintillating air of youth
Is calmer now, and in its place
Glows the quiet confidence of age...
Today those who now remain
Are gathered together here
To laugh and talk, and feel again
The heartfelt closeness of yesteryear.
Let us not feel remorse or dread.
The years are good -
those passed and those ahead.
So let us meet as often as we can
Not for past memories so much
But for the love and strength
Each time our pathways touch.