Young and Old

People come up close
Sharing smiles, stories retold
Everyone’s busy remembering
Tales of their childhood memories

Years are only numbers to count
But experiences give wonders all about
The life, high, fly, and low
Well-kept in an old bright glow

Even fifty years ahead
Schoolmates still remain
Connected by heart and name
Fifties to the millennium they share

Over food and countless greetings
Laughter, handshakes, and jokes ringing
The hall is filled once again
Of youthful tales and sharing

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