Just fourteen lines of rhythm and sonnet rhyme

Describe each passing year's unfolding tale

Of PMC [1] - the Army's laureate sublime

Whose story meets our own on Norwood's trails,

Where music blends with voice in lovelier song

And friends hold fellowship in sacred trust

As corporate voice unites the gathered throng

In prayerful words of elevating thrust.

This congregation gathered from its years'

Unique experience with the God we praise,

Reflecting on its own distinctive fears

Transformed to hopes by Peter's gracious phrase.

Keep up your search for finer words than mine

Translating thoughts to verse the years refine

November 1986