The Bush School - Tykoe Yearbook (Seattle, WA)

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LITERARY THE PEACE OF DARKNESS Peace comes wuth the lack of knowung, Thunkung worryung, and torture All thts that the dawn of lught And lufe brung Sleep to those who fund un the effort Fog y musty uncomprehendable thoughts An who are grateful to suft away ln the soluable nught over the Brunk of eternuty Marulyn More TREES God made the earth and every tree And yet un gratutude to thee They strup ut and why? lt takes no wull or wut To take that great mauestuc one Standung so proud beneath the sun They strup ut of every bough and lumb Oh Godl place thou thy curse on hum He dud ut only for a vuew Or perhaps to catch the sun s last hue Oh why not take those all away Then leave them barren day by day Mary Rolfe SCI-IOOLGIRL S WISH Louus descendant of Le Debonaur Louus the Second hus son and hus heur Louus the loser of everythung Followed by Louus the Do Nothung kung Louus Louus Louus Louus To Lo the Luon and Louus the Young the Saunt whose prauses are sun the Sun Kung for Louus The rand Phuluppe the Capetuans last stand uus Eughteenth from Louus le Deux Clf these kung s parents only knew What brauns we modern schoolgurls lack Perhaps they would have called one Jacklj Duana Suck AT RANDOM Memorues Bute of broken melody Caught from ebbung years Fulled wuth golden laughung notes And the pougnant tones of tears Frances Edrus MY LITTLE BOY My luttle boy us full of love I'-le s glad to breathe to luve and yet Hts unnocence us bluss, because I'-le thanks hus God and accepts Thus lufe on earth Some day he II grow and understand Thus beung or perceuve that he ls knowung and then hell meet paun And forget that once he could see A gloruous lufe on earth But gruef wull fade as tume goes on And wuth the lapse of many years Maturuty wull come and wuth ut My boy wull joyously revere Thus lufe on earth' Sally I-'lovey NIGHT Soft enchantment darkly mellow Lughtened by a burnung star, Crepe y monster churnung slowly, Torn by crawlung ferry boots Oh' the mystery of an evenung Wuth uts unterweavung moods People Iuvung wuth a passuon People slumberung un peace Comfort, crusus on the suck bed Terror reugnung, cruel crumes Happuness for young loves layers Gay and reckless scorchung ufe All such uoys and follues happen Neath a great, black velvet sky Soft enchantment darkly mellow Lughtened by a burnung star Nancy Ehrluchman To hum who would watch the sun ruse Remember thou art but a watcher To hum who would watch the stars become Sulent pulgrums of the sky And grace wuth ucy color That domunuan of lost thungs Thy eyes are but murrors for theur beauty They re not soft lanterns hung un the trees But exust for that scheme beyond all men Sylvua Louuse Stoll SUMMER STORM There was somethung undefunably menacung un the unearthly solutude of thot nught lt was a hollow, stufled sulence A luttle nauseless nouse rustled among the hot dry leaves, and murmured along the shore The wund whustled stealthuly above the trees and sulence closed un upon us Then ut exploded luke the loud and u expected clang of a trumpet' A flash of lughtnung rent the sky and a lone sea gull let out a salutary shruek The wund rose un a wuld crescendo that seemed to pene trate the hollow gray rocks borderung the sea The sky donned a blanket of punkush grey, and the clouds descended rapudly over the vurescent mountauns cruelly etched un black All was stull agaunl Then the sea gave vent to her anger and swelled out un full fury, breakers crashung agaunst the helpless rocks The thunder muttered and fumbled luke muffled drums and the raun began to full un a blundung tornado A wuld bolt of lughtnung crackled once twuce followed by the ear spluttung crash' The whole world seemed deafened by the peal of the dread bolted thunder that grated harshly on the very hunges of heaven Wuth umpetuous recoul ut uarred the worldl Louuse Franzheum BENEATH THE SKY The ground lay frozen crusp and whute, And often through the wunter nught An owl dud cry The stars shone sparklung overhead The trees stood cold and bare and dead Beneath the sky And then throughout the curcluna dark The sound of angels vouces rang The sound of vouces crying, Harkl The Son of God us born' they sang Mary Hallock 1 - ' ' i j . 5 1 1 1 i 1 i , . ' i T' ' i . I F i I i I . 1 F i . . - 1 1 , ' i . . , I . . 1 I ' 1 1 ' .. f .. , - . 1 , , . . n' ... ' ' ' , - . , , , . , , . . ' 1 . I - 1 1 ' 1 1 1 1 1 ' l i - 1 1 1 ' , f 1. , .1 '

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