This is a poem for the class of 1960
For the memories shared
And the friendships formed.
For the classes and rallies
And games long ago,
For the flame of enthusiasm
Dimmed, but still aglow.
For Paragon, the Shack, the Beach
And the sand,
For the town that was ours
And we thought was so grand.
For the laughter which echoes
In the halls still there,
Where we played and we acted
As if we had not a care.
This is a poem for you, classmates
For your hopes and your dreams
The connections remain,
Or so it just seems.

Frank