THE TURNER BAND

The following verses were read at the Turner reunion held at Coventryville July 29, an account of which is published in The Times last week.

Once more there comes to all who are

Of this, the joyful Turner band,

As year by year there comes the call

Awake, arise; unite, join hand.

Now two score years have fled and gone

Since first we met and passed the day

In joyful feast, in songs and games

And things done in a business way.

Although the time when first we met

All were so near they felt impelled,

To wend their way to the abode

Of that one where the meet was held.

But now, as time has added more

To this, the Turner family.

Some are so far away that it

Is doubtful if they present be.

Nor is this branch the only one

Of this, the mighty Turner tree

For in another town there meets

A noble branch, the same as we.

And so we gather round once more;

A joy is felt each does declare

As names are called, none shall be lost

For each one's name is written there.

Then as we go in life's meek way

About our toils, each one is free

Because we know we're members of

The great, Our Father's family.

                     Erwin Post