I wonder who will be there
On this wet and windy night?
And will we recognise them
When they first come into sight!
Through the door we entered
We heard voices loud and clear
And straight away we knew
The 'Old Gang' was gathered here.
The friends we knew from years ago,
'How long?' - good gracious was it twenty!
We shared our memories gladly
A little sorrow, but joys there were aplenty.
We laughed a lot, this old gang of ours
We drank and sang old songs
Memories of such happy hours
When somehow we all belonged.
So here's to Auntie Pauline
To have her start us was such luck
And here's to everyone of us
Known to all as 'Old Stagestruck'.
Jane Hall