Friends, classmates, old lovers and heroes
We gather to reflect on days gone and forgotten.
Reminiscing about the experiences we had
In our years at dear old Globe High.
Who married who? Did she really?
Who got divorced? Oh no, not him!
How many kids? Grandkids? That many!
How many husbands or wives? Wow!
Reflections of our past history
And how it impacted our future;
Bring us together out of curiosity
Rather than genuine affection.
The goal of a reunion should be to see
The achievements and progress
Of a generation who was destined to fail. Yet...
We survived Vietnam, racial injustice and Miss Kennedy!
Sure, we're a little fatter, balder, wrinkled and grey.
We've earned it all, so what the hell?
Many of our classmates aren't here to tell
Their joys, their sorrows, their successes or woes.
So, before we say goodbye to one another;
And for some of us, it could be the last time.
Let us celebrate our friendship, our camaraderie,
Heal old wounds, rekindle friendships and embrace today!
