Our Last Class Reunion

Our Last Class Reunion By Elton Camp We all knew it was coming to this We met each five years--not a miss It was fifty-five years ago Our group agreed it’d be so As we grew older and few It’s become too hard to do This will be the last time we meet Teenage acquaintances again to greet Our familiar school is now gone Perhaps it’s fitting we move on Grasping at the past is a mistake We’ve no contribution to make The class beauties now faded away The athletes, old age also did betray It’s elderly pensioners we’ve become Our bodies crippled and visages glum