Marshall, left, and Mitchell, right, James Madison High School Graduation, San Diego, 1977

We got a promising and extraordinary life
Handed on a double silver platter
We lost ourselves along the way
But that's the way mops flop sometimes
When thin glass is prone to shatter

We chased and chafed like bumper cars
Wired to jumpy house hopes and dreams
Our will-o’-the-wisps soon dashed
But that’s the way balls bounce sometimes
When islands long for crystal streams

We failed and fell then failed and fell again
Each second chance overrun by rust
Our fruits of labor often spoiled
But that’s the way boughs break sometimes
When flowers make tomorrow’s dust

We now have heartening and overflowing lives
Granted with a clean slate of intertwining
We found ourselves along the way
And that's the way winds blow sometimes
When clouds seek a silver lining
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