Elon University - Phi Psi Cli Yearbook (Elon, NC)

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The Senior Class Poem When we first went, to public school We thought we knew a lot, And if we ever broke a rule, Ah! well, we knew it not. ' Twas then we were barefoot, boys and girls, And then there came that joyful day We lived a life of pleasure When we set off for college. Where days were months and homes were worlds We thought we ' d rather work than play, And all our time was leisure. In order to gain knowledge. Our verdant Freshman year has come And we are learning fast. We often let our fancy roam To the Senior year at last. We spent much time upon our books At last another year has passed. In our happy Freshman days. Ah! we are Sophomores sure. We longed to have a Senior ' s looks Study, a little, but always sure And art a Senior ' s ways. To be a little more mature. And now our Junior year is lure. For time is flying fast. Twelve months is not as long a year As it seemed year before last. We are beginning now to come Another year has come and passed, Heir to some common knowledge. We ' ve reached our goal, you see. We want to know what folks at home At last! At last!! At last!!! At last!!!! Think of our going to college. Ah! Lordly Seniors, we. Ah, yes, indeed, we ' ve come to know- That we now have less knowledge Than we thought we had four years ago When we first entered college. We know our textbooks, yea, ' tis true, So, if we always do our best, But that is just beginning. ( ' Tis all that one can ask), We now must show ourselves true blue; Our little work, not for the rest, The battles of life need winning. Must be our only task. Poet.

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heads our class held its own. As much as the twelve jolly Juniors longed to be Seniors they entertained their leader- amid the Senior and .Junior decorations, February twenty-first. Here must be said that since we chose February twenty- first as our date for the Junior-Senior reception, the Faculty has made it a stand- ing date. When the year of 1012 dawned upon us we realized our long cherished ambi- tions, for we were Seniors ai last. One of our twelve fell from our ranks, hut another took his place. Also we found that four L. I. students were to take this year ' s journey with us. As Seniors we no longer laughed at the Freshman, nor did we think that the Sophomores were wise fools, nor were we constantly reminding the Juniors that we were no longer under the rules. The time grew shorter each day. At last the time came for us to receive at the hands of our Alma Mater our long coveted honor. As we look back over the last four years, we find that our paths have not been strewn with roses, nor, on the other hand, have they been beset with diffi- culties which we could not surmount. As we passed through the gate of our Alma Mater then ' came a joy mingled with sorrow. Our college career had ended and we were to enter upon the duties of life in reality. May the ( ' lass of ' 13 ever succeed and may fortune at times bring us together while laboring on through the paths of life. Th ough, should our paths of life never bring us together again, let us still remember the faces and cherish the friendship of our classmates. Historian. I

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