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1927 MILTONIAN 1927
Class Poem of lQ2Z
This is the day of our triumph,
The troubles and cares of the past years
Fade like a dream from our memory
As graduation appears.
Long we have labored and waited
For just such a moment as thisg
Long we have struggled for victory,
To have gained it what wonderful bliss.
Time in its flight touched us lightly,
Years passed along as a day,
We realized dimly and vaguely
Its swiftness in passing away.
To us it seems just a short time
Since we were just starting to school,
And trying with childish endeavor
To work and conform to the rule.
The road from our infancy upward
Has buried as all pathways do,
It wasn't all smoothness or roughness
But mixed with both all the way through.
And tho' there were times for despairing,
And times for exceeding great joy,
And though there were things to encourage
And things seeming bound to arrayg
We made our way steadily upward
For victory cometh at last,
And so toiling upward and onward
Into the M. H. S. we passed.
There in one class all united
With well defined purpose in mind,
We studied our various courses
Our own special calling to find.
And while there are those who have found it
And those undecided as yetg
Wherever their life-work shall lead them
Their school life theylll never forget.
And when they are far from the portals
Of that school to them once so dear,
They will think of the joys it has brought them
A wealth of friends and good cheer.
They will ponder events that have happened
Remember each scene with a smiley
Remember each step as they took it
Live it over again all the while.
But brightest of all the glories
Stands out the one day alone,
When proudly victorious and happy-
A H. S. diploma we own.
We leave the old H. S. forever,
And out on Life's Highway we go
To battle for future achievements
Mid financial, rain, wind, and snow.
But now it's good bye to the H. S.
Who sheltered us these four long years,
'Tis not without sorrow we leave it
Altho' we may shed no tears.
When health and success shall have crowned us,
And time in its swiftness shall fly,
Our thoughts shall perchance flutter backwards
To the time when we told it good bye.
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