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Reminiscing


                                                       by Elizabeth “Beth” Willis Brown


     Nineteen Sixty- five                                          Anti-war protests                         Emotions abound


     A parade of young women                                    Leaders assassinated                         Ready to tackle the world


     Pretty white dresses                                        Civil Rights protests                       Fifty years have passed


     Denoted the occasion                                         A spirit of rebellion                      Gratefully “Golden” we are

     Traditions honored                                         Change is on the way                         Seasoned with wisdom


     Headed to Sisters Chapel                               Lock-In of Spelman trustees                      Wives, mothers and sisterfriends


     All freshmen we were                                         Graduation comes                           The legacy lasts


     Gathered gleefully in awe                             The year, nineteen sixty- nine                    We are the women of change

     Our journey awaits                                          A sea of black robes                        Standards and honor we raise


     Fair Spelman in sisterhood                          Flesh toned stockings and black                     The fight undaunted
                                                                          shoes
     Spelmanites we are                                                                                      Spelman graduates
                                                            Through the arch we march
     Speaking to the legacy
                                                               Sisters Chapel is aglow
     Spelman Achievers
                                                                 To its doors we head
     Manley, Rates, Chivers expound
                                                            Alex Haley gives the charge
     Four years of striving
                                                                    In reverence all
     Through turbulent history
                                                          Some anxious, sad, happy too
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