Atlantic Christian College - Pine Knot Yearbook (Wilson, NC)

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JULIA GLIARMIS, Maid of Honor LOIS WEBB, May Queen a 1 MAY 12

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0 ' •) ical J-lwitakt u ica (Senior Class Poem) By James Beaty I thought — and thought — and thought — I thought the dusk was turning into dark; I thought I saw the twilight softly fading Into the shadows of night. I feared the dark! I wished it were not so, But now the shadows fell; I knew that soon I ' d feel a coldness in my throat. I did not want to go, But sunset drove the laborers from the fields. I did not want to say goodbye To them who through the noonday sun Had toiled along with me. How little had I thought of What each one had meant to me! How every one of us had worked as one — And now to say goodbye! And know that this would end it all And face alone the darkness of the night! I thought — and thought — and thought — And then across the eastern rim I saw a faded streak of light; I looked again. Ah, Yes, ' twas faded, but not fading; My heart leaped up — I saw that This was twilight, but not sunset. I saw the shadows flee; I saw the morning dawn, And deep within my soul I heard again The words the Master spoke; He that follows me Shall not walk in darkness, But shall have the light of life. And then I realized we didn ' t have to part — We didn ' t have to say goodbye — For always we could be united In purpose and in heart. How glad I was that this was not the end, That this was not the finish, That yet there is a race to run. And now we stand upon the threshold of another day; The streaks of grey across the western skies Are not yet quite gone, But the golden stream of sunlight from the east Dispells all fear, And with the brisky breeze that blows, Gives assurance to each heart That what the Master said so long ago Forever shall be true: HABEBUNT LUMEN VITAE!

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' 7 1945 Parade Queen, LOIS WEBB Attendants: ADA KATHERYN COOR and RACHEL JONES URT 13