Phoenix Country Day School - Phoenician Yearbook (Paradise Valley, AZ)

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What do you mean bleached? 1969-70 Varsity Hockey Charmion DuBois Cheney iam forever walking upon these shores, betwixt the sand and the foam. the high tide will erase my foot-prints, and the wind will blow away the foam. but the sea and the shore will remain forever. if your heart is a volcano how shall you expect flowers to bloom in your hands? trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky. we fell down and turn them into paper that we may record our emptiness. lovers embrace that which is between them rather than each other. when a man's hand touches the hand of a woman they both touch the heart of eternity Kahil Gibran signin?

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THE WORD BEFORE GOOD-BYE What is the springtime after all? Only the other side of fall. Oh, if I could have I'd have made you a sunny sky. Hello's the word before good-bye. Sometimes it rains, sometimes it shines yet the things I want are seldom mine. How much of summer can we hold before we turn and find we're old? The things our mirrors tell us are all lies Hello's the word before good-bye. Sometimes it's dark, sometimes it's fair yet when I go home at night nobody's there. Perhaps the next wind that blows in will bring you back to me again. Till then remembering just makes me want to cry. Hello's the word before good-bye. Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win yet I can't forget what might have been. David Lee Brooks Well you see it s likethis Rod McKuen 1965-66 Varsity Basketball Varsity Baseball 1966-67 Varsity Basketball Varsity Baseball 1968-69 Varsity Basketball Varsity Baseball Lettermen's Club Drama Ski Club 1969-70 Varisty Basketball Varsity Swimming Lettermen's Club Drama Ski Club Phoenician School Life Editor Student Court

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Gary Alan Clay HERE AMI As the universe spins To a desolate end In the Doldrums of Destiny's Sea So should I accept being As reasonless as The firmament's futility ...but here am I holding your hand As often l've thirsted So often l've tasted My fill of love's honey and wine But in desperate drinking The savor of loving is lost I And so never was mine ...but here an I holding your Cup In a garmentless promise Of nothing we stand With only the raiment of time It is ours to endure Or endear and end up Embracing whatever we find ...and here am I holding your mind. DEATH You will know me by my touch It is the last. Mason Williams IT 1967-68 Varsity Football 1968-69 Varsity Football Ski-Club 1969-70 Varsity Football Ski-Club Ski Club Ski Club 'Nm It works for an ostrich.