After Sixty Years
“Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven. Every parting gives a foretaste of death, every reunion a hint of the resurrection.”
Anonymous
Across the years, we’ve journeyed far and wide
Yet here we stand, together once again
Though time has passed, our bond remains the same
Old friends return with laughter as our guide
Our memories shine, though names may slip away
And glasses now rest firmly on our nose
Our knees may ache, our backs may feel the blows
Yet hearts are young, as bright as yesterday
We once were rebels, young and full of cheer
With dreams so vast, our future shining bright
Now some turn in by nine each restful night
And then whisper, could you please speak up dear?
Oh how we danced in days of long ago
The jukebox played we twirled without a care
Tonight we move with caution and beware
One sudden twist and off to bed we go
Our hair has changed, for some it’s silver bright
For others? well it simply slipped away
Yet still we stand alive, to see this day
With stories told beneath the golden light
So raise a glass of water, if you must
For sixty years, through all the highs and lows
Through thick and thin our friendship only grows
A love unshaken faithful deep and just
Let laughter ring, and let our voices swell
For Holy Infant’s halls, we once called home
Through time and change, no matter where we roam
The past and present, here forever dwell
02-14-2025
Vic Evora
I delivered the welcome address in our sixtieth high school reunion on February 14, 2025. I converted the address into this poem. The reunion was bittersweet. Glad to see familiar faces, but sad to recall the faces we will no longer see. (More than two-thirds of the boys are gone. The girls have done better)
#2025 #HighSchoolReunion #SixtyYears
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Francisco P.
2moI was loving the playfulness of this poem and smiling while reading along the lines, especially "So raise a glass of water.." instead of wine or something. 😄
Vic Evora
2mo@Francisco P.: 😃😃 Wala ng umiinom kasi. Thanks for the ⭐️ and the 💜
Mark Sallee
2moLove it Vic. what a great poem and to be a part of a sixty reunion, and you don't look a day over 50. How'd you do that?
Vic Evora
2mo@Mark Sallee: Thank you Mark. It’s an old photo 😃😃😃. That’s how I looked when I started posting in 2014. Not anymore
Robert L. Martin
2mo60 years, a long time ago. Your friends sure don't look like they did before, but there's still a resemblance in your closest friends' eyes and characteristics.
Vic Evora
2mo@Robert L. Martin: Yes they look different and yet the same. Recognizable. Some more difficult than others.