Back in 92', yeah, way back when, we
had big hair, it was Berwick, even zchavarichies were in
tight rolled pants, "doo-rags on our heads",
sneakin' into Randy's, fake I.D.'s in our pants,
if you think hard, you should remember,
we had peel top cans, V.C.R.'s, microwaves weren't
in everyone's kitchen,
we are from the generation,
where when we were kids, on summer vacation,
we could ride in a Monte Carlo all weekend,
on no more than $4.50,
and the four years prior,
relationships were made,
some held strong, some didn't,
heart's were broken, it's made all the difference,
remember how serious we took that stuff,
we had the heads, the preps, and even the "JOCKS",
but it was
on those cool fall, Friday nights,
we all cam together at those,
victory dances,
though we won maybe once,
it didnt much matter,
but when we won that game, damn,
it was like winning a championship!
cold beer, bon-fires, and that occassional fight,
it was our "GLORY YEARS" and we held on so tight,
some let go easy, while others felt like it was the end of their life,
but, we all are here except one beautiful girl,
Layla Briehn, she left us to early one unfortunate night,
but she is still with us, a glimpse of an un-fair world,
we grew up together and then we grew apart,
time flies, you know, it's been twenty-years,
but we've all really got started,
a lot of blood, sweat, and a million tears,
now, we have doctors, lawyers, welders and fitters,
engineers, salesman and some still live off their parent's riches,
but, we're here and GOD has blessed us,
thru all of these years,
to have enough love to come together,
can't lie, it's kind of wierd,
we wear name tags to be sure we know who's who,
bald heads, beer bellies, nah bra...not you,
but, whoever made the decison on graduation night,
to play that song, YOU got it right,
it is so hard to say good-bye,
to yesterday,
but so beautiful that after twenty-years
we can say we made it.
GOD BLESS!
I hope we have 20 more!
B.Perry
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