Fifty Years Ago

When I went to High School

I felt a pecking order

Not sure of my place.
Fifty Years later

I am much the same

 

Back then

Some were smarter
Some athletes
Some were on the fringes
Others on the inside
Some had the package
Some didn't

All unsure

Wanting

To belong.

Now we are summoned

Called through history

To regather

Explore shared foundations.

I wonder

In a mixture of

Longing and fear

Should I go?

It has been

A long time
Who would care?
Why risk?

 

Things have changed
Life has shaped Me

Us

Still searching

Questioning

In the blur

Of spent times

 

What is rich?

What is empty?
Or still to be discovered

Yet unknown.

 

We greet each other

Some a bit tentative

Perhaps uneasy

Gently recalling

Lost loved ones

Lost friends

 

As we share our stories...

Some pretend.
Some are grieving

Some striving
Some retiring
Some ever dreaming
Some in transition

Others confessing

Confusion

Hope

Faith

Love

 

Mystery

Now time is on the shorter side

More precious
For loved ones
For ourselves
Embracing new orders

to life...

A lot to ponder

Our unique bond

Treasured

In our hearts
Till the next time

We are summoned

To regather...