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3 long years ago;
I first entered these, marble walls;
Now with glory and honor pride;
Invested in me we go down in history;

Alum, alum, alumni;
Who am I, whose am I to decide;
I now cry cause the future in my eyes;
What does the world have in store…
For the Class of 1973 and 1974;

On through the day we celebrate;
We forget our enemies are for us to rejoice in to forgive them;
We forget to ignore bitter-hatred we should promote forever love;
As we journey down the stairs;
Tussles floating in our hair;
Gladly eyes start to stare;
As we walk down the corridors;
We know…
God bless the Classes of 1973 and 1974;

I smile all through the day we celebrate;
I spied how I wanted to make that journey;
I shall not be late we celebrate a new beginning a new story;
Little wonder how when I was young;
I spied how I wanted to make this journey;
Like my brothers and sisters did (before me);
To colleges and careers they do go before me;
I’m so happy diplomas in hand my, my my..
We shared completion of just this journey;

My people racing to the grand stands;
While I stand on the podium with my hand out;
Waiting for the grand slam while my people holler, they shout;
Handing me my diploma a sheet of paper;
Showing the world my completion of my classes;
Rolled up paper they call it the tablet of life;

I smile all through the day we celebrate;
I spied how I wanted to make that journey;
I shall not be late we celebrate a new beginning a new story;
Little wonder how when I was young;
I spied how I wanted to make this journey;
Alum, alum, alumni;
Who am I, whose am I to decide;
I now cry cause the future in my eyes;
What does the world have in store…
For the Class of 1973 and 1974;



Written words by James Edward Lee ©1972, 2019
4/17/1972

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