When I grow too old to dream, Southwestern I will remember. The joyful thoughts of friends supreme will linger here in my heart. Tho friends fade from view, to you I'll be true. And thru the years that come and go I'll sing of you in my heart. Tho friends fade from view, to you I'll be true. And thru the years that come and go, I'll sing of you in my heart.
While we're prayerful, and thankful. Is that it?
Most of us have much to be grateful for because of the school. I made some wonderful friends. Sure, over the years we've not had much contact. 'I'll sing of you in my heart'. Met and married my husband. Continually meet other graduates through ministry...
"To you I'll be true", we sang that at the end (if memory serves...) of every morning devotion. Now it seems to make sense, after 18 years.
When the smoke clears, don't forget there is work to be done!!!
3 comments:
Nice Job. It does strike some memory chords.
Thank you!
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