Follow
the arrow pointing from East
Creating a bond not to be ceased
Among those whose learning
Led them through halls,
Then further in life, whatever their calls.
We
come together regularly now,
Those whose bones still bend and bow,
We share our ventures as time permits,
Then to our memories each reunion submits.
Yet
there are those we keep in store
Whose presence can be seen no more,
Whose paths have reached the end of turns
To where at last the soul doth yearn,
To meet at that celestial feast_
They've followed that Arrow pointing from East.
