Broadway High School - Sealth Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

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'ffff ffrf rfff ff 735335ffffffffffffffffffif '11Af' A'f 'f 11- 'f'ff ffffffimtffffffif 'ff'f N 'Aff' im 'Mongst the Evergreens The sun tints the tops of the tall evergreens. As it slides to its evening restg And here and there thru the leafy screen C-lows the gleam of the sun-reddened lVest. The fragrance of cedar, moss-covered and damp, Fills the twilight air to the brim: The sweet-voiced birds in their native haunt .Seem to carol with added vim. so And out 'neath the sky 'mongst the evergreen trees Twists a winding and fir-needled wayg There are cones of the pine, and the greenest of ferns, And buds coaxed by sun's beaming ray. And thru the forest of sylvan green, W ' Ring the notes of birds as they callg And a brook answers back as it babbles serene 'XVith a plunge and a splash oier a fall. A squirrel frisks out from the brush nearby, And scampers across the path: I-le eyes my approach with a dignified scorn, And saucily chatters his wrath. Emboldened he springs to the top of a stump, And haunched on his two hind feet. He produces a nut in his two forepaws From the depths of his puffed-out cheek. And the red in the W'est turns from crimson to gray, And the woods are enshrouded by night. And thousands of stars in a Milk lfVhite Vlflay Blaze forth with a twinkling light: The night is cool, a breeze whispers past, Refreshing the slumbering scene: The tall evergreens in the dark loom black, And the moon sails above them serene. -MILTON S. JOHNSON, '19, 10