They had discarded their Red Shoes-long ago
Many had met Their Tin Man,and because He had no Heart-Had broken Theirs.
Some had followed their own Yellow Brick Road-And left the Emerald City behind.
There they stood-the Class of ’58 ‘tho not all would answer Anseo-
For some had left for Oz.
Anxiously searching forgotten names on Faces that no longer bore the
signature of a youth they had carelessly left behind-
They were restrained-
The woollen hand me downs- now replaced with Cashmere.
Tea and Bourbon creams were soon ‘Replaced’ and as the day wore on-
Tongues were loosed and let loose!
Defences of Self Built barricades were torn down-
Memories recalled- and Created.
From the Shadows-They watched-
Their very own Sisters of Mercy-as if reminding each one-
The Words of Leonard Cohen-
“When you’re not feeling Holy-Your loneliness says that you’ve sinned ” !!
Catherine (Cathy) Brennan— A St. Angela’s Girl.