Classmates Remembered

These names each time I come and read.
Not so many perhaps is true.
Yet in friends this toll is hard to pay
and pains us through and through...

All in one and in one all,
we weep for one another.
Yet did we really, really know
each Sister and each Brother?

How time does pass and slip away,
our lives they dim and shine.
We look ahead at our mortality,
and see our names in line.

Not fearing for the trip ahead
for with our God we’ll meet.
But, fearing most the things we leave,
our friends and family sweet.

But weep not for those already gone.
Their wounds have all been healed,
and with our Lord at last they rest
there, needing not their shield.

Wolf Sep 03