Senior Year

It began on a high note Dreams of a New Frontier Those dreams were shattered in Texas In the Fall of the same year Christmas time was solemn Before the storm there was the calm We saw them escalate a war Sending our young to Vietnam It was a vibrant time to be alive A good invasion hit our shore The British sent their music Our lives would be changed forever more The times they were “a changing” Was it better, was it worse There was no time for apathy Was it a blessing or a curse In June came graduation The fulfillment of our dreams The Four Seasons sang about a Rag Doll We were introduced to the Supremes Now that our senior year was over And we would go our separate ways There remained a bond to hold us Until our dying days Some went off to college Not knowing what’s in store Almost all would serve their country Some went off to war.