Everett High School - Crimson Tide / Memories Yearbook (Everett, MA)

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51 ass Ode farewell THE TIME HAS COME FOR US TO LEAVE THESE HALLS WE LOVE SO DEAR, FOND MEMORIES OF HAPPY DAYS WE HOLD OF EACH SCHOOL YEAR, OUR CLASSMATES WILL GO DIFFERENT WAYS, AND FRIENDSHIP’S GLOW GROW DIM, WHILE SUCCESS SEEMS HARDER AS WE STRIVE TO REACH ITS ROSY RIM, A SADNESS CREEPS INTO OUR HEARTS WHEN WE WANDER THROUGH THE HALLS, TO THINK WE SOON MUST BID FAREWELL, WHEN GRADUATION CALLS, BUT WE MUST GO, AS OTHERS HAVE GONE, TO FACE THE BATTLES AND STRIFE, THAT SEEK TO DRAG AND PULL US DOWN FROM THE HIGH PINNACLES OF LIFE. IT IS NOT EASY TO KEEP ON THE ROAD AND CLEAR EACH STEP OF THE WAY, WHILE OUR MUSCLES ARE TIRED, AND OUR BRAINS ARE FAGGED FROM THE TASKS WE HAVE EACH DAY, YET LIFE ITSELF IS BUT A GAME, WE MUST EITHER WIN OR LOSE, WISHING AND SIGHING AFFECT IT NOT, WE WORK FOR WHAT WE CHOOSE, LET’S LINGER ONCE MORE INSIDE THESE HALLS, AND GREET OUR PASSING FRIENDS, FOR NO MORE SHALL WE DO THIS, WHEN OUR GRADUATION ENDS. WE ARE GROUPED TOGETHER FOR THE LAST TIME, OUR FUTURES BECKON AND CALL, DEAR CLASSMATES, WHEN YOU LEAVE I SAY, “MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL.” ELVINI) MOSS. 18