the memorial service

how could this ever happen

that forty years have passed

marching by at double time

so furiously

so fast

 

the popolopen hills looked taller

the sandy beach much smaller

the skies of may were bluer

as we gathered by the shore

 

They were standing there beside us

as stew and art inspired us

Their hands reached out and touched us

as we bowed our heads in prayer

 

we heard Their names read slowly

the warrior tears flowed freely

taps was played most sweetly

for the Fallen of 62

 

then Their voices rose like thunder

as we sang the alma mater

our love for Them grew stronger

good men straight and true

 

and when our work is done

our course on earth is run

may it be said ‘well done’

be Thou at peace

 

Terry McCarthy, Class of 1962

If you would like to read another Poem by Terry which was written following our 20th Reunion click here.