... And lives come together
And lives fall apart,
Much as we fall in line
Before we may depart.

Faces old and faces fresh
All ready to lend a hand,
To weave life's threads together
All part of a greater plan.

And we all seem to fit;
Odd pairs as we may be,
Like the tools of His trade,
The finished product we don't get to see.

And we come jumbled; Kings, Aces,
Queens as we may choose,
Like the cards in our hands,
(Pretty much like the cards Zack uses to lose)

D leads us with such energy
And unsurpassed skill,
She motivates and orders us
All over those blackened hills.

...And Claudio comes hither
From lands far, far away,
From Mesa Arizona,
And for the summer he will stay.

Mykayla is quiet, and
Keeps Nick in check,
(As well as possible)
And soon on Dozers she'll treck.

And Ferrell sits in his tent
Reserved, yet light at heart,
A gentle soul with much to offer,
Yet that is just the start.

And then there's Nick,
Takin' it over the line,
...From spooning to horse rides to "who's your daddy"s,
He's definitely one of a kind.

And old foes become new friends,
From opposing jerseys to the same,
A kind soul with a ton of heart,
Katie is her name.

And my fellow international,
Intelligent, eccentric, reserved.
Nathan has gained our admiration,
And we all know its well deserved.

And then there's Jerry;
Our Mt. Spokane king,
Classy, respected, and loved by all,
And most importantly Zack's "perfect being".

And successess were created;
Memories that will not fade,
For the strength we have shown,
And the friendships that we've made.