Mills Middle School - Mustang Yearbook (Rancho Cordova, CA)

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U W fffl OVW Destruction W MMM M wa by The eyes of destruction glared at us man l t e skyxgft-Qgxgset Relentless blood thirsty yearning Remi s f l Xe ' str gail-and And gloom overcoming us e a ji ur rewa Made us tremble at its magnifigegtf ength , I 'I I ' 1' And laid its weight upon us Alfyldggscone And we cried Vg X A Barbara H1 A J X e K Ig e is the cau of life, Turtle Z C012 ple win 11 ex n if f y have a in m n Strange that the repulsive creature We have ignored in our life X1 cl f ss Will laugh at us for generations After we are gone Grofwi g Pains Life is often mixed up And full of many fears. I always seem to be in the Middle of laughter or tears. Ieanne Walden Awakening Barren desert lies Add some flowers Painted desert exists I guess I m just an in-between, Not this or not that One day I m a grown-up lady, Mind is unsuspecting 33' Next day I m Casey-At-the-Bat. Add a single thought of passion ,. f Whirlwind of love dominates fi I want to wear lipstick, But in spite of my tears 5 M 0J Dad says 'UJU ig Q M A . ou ll have to wait a few more years. ji 6 VO ,ff There seem to be so ma y things ' I m ot allowed to f M7 ' Q I fe, , Iho e .- iti j - 'f: wing pains Ui, Y I 1 0 L? Ol,1g'1 it vw I v it-1 W , Kat f '-B' n W g all s , mer whe e c l autum br ezes be 1 to blow, the leaf puts all wardrobe of many bright d dazzling colors. Then as it becomes cooler, the mourns for the warm days of summer. It misses the warm days with the sun shining down on it. It sheds its colorful wardrobe and puts on a suit of brown. Soon it begins to shake and shiver in the fall breezes. The leaf cannot stand the torture of the night. Slowly, ever so slowly, it curls up and says good-bye to the faithful guardian, the tree, and slowly and painfully it flutters to the moist ground below. Roger Ghilain I fy ' J X , H 1 36440 'Ji' I - I 1 l I f I . 1 , ' , h I 4 Th' ' in . - . , , r Q y I .Y r U L A 6 7 I M I What an old plodding nobody! ' -ff ey will r J ittllxmlonger. O f ' V ! ' LQ th K I I' No j W. l fy I I 1 r- r W r I 7 . , rl 1 f 0 4 S Q A' X M Q .I n . ' 5' I Q .rf , ' I f 1 -V I M 7 A iv x 4 5 , ' 19 , - x t I All , 'on ' I I 1

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I Remember Gramps My grandfather was the perfect image of pep and vitality. From the time I was six or seven I remember how big and strong Gramps was. When he used to lift me high above his head, I remember I always felt secure. As time went on and I slowly crept up to his chin, his friendship saved me from many a heartbreak. When my puppy died, a trip to the zoo made me feel so much better. And he always easily persuaded my parents to give me things he thought I really wanted. Never went by a birthday or holiday without a card or a newsy letter from Gramps. When I was twelve, we were called long distance from a hospital. Gramps had had a heart attack and died the day before. Yes, I shall always remember Gramps. ' by Stephanie Schartz Creation What is creation ? Is it the birth of a baby? Is it the opening of a flower in early spring ? Or, perhaps, the thought of man? . Is it ALL of this--- . 0 Or none ? ' I Who's say ? ig J Suzie Simpson - N. 'x Xyyilixvxgyx by Ierry Alter Empty is a very large rolling desert .... or like an empty peanut butter jar. Empty is a deserted beach after dark in March with nothing but the ocean to keep you company. Empty is a new house or a cave with nothing in it .......... or perhaps an empty gas tank in the middle of a desert. But emptiness is quietness ..... the most wanted thing in the world. dmv g Empt .QW N The Sun By Billy Martain I see the sun Coming from the East. It rides Appollo's chariot all across the sky. When it sets, it burns the earth With its firey flame, The clouds afire---ever burning. Then it's gone as fast as it came. 96 L D, The Sea Darkness fell across the still sea: Day was gone and night was free. The clouds were black as they hung low, So fierce, so dark, so full of woe. With icy mist, the wind crept 'roundg The sea touched shore with barely a sound. The air smelled a fresh and salty scent Which mingled with the aspen, pine and mint. And buoyant were the drifting leaves As they touched the shore of the salty seas. Diane I-Iarris Wmwdfw Boredom Cycle Subject ? Dull. rx Voice? Unchanging. ' RANK Possible fun ? K ' ' I Can't be done. Go away ? No, must stay. C qt Seconds seem hours: x Minutes seem days. Room ? Cloaked in a grayish haze, Eyelids heavy, K Body relaxed. X5 Sleep? No! Tension, Fight, C Relax. Subject? Dull. Voice? Unchanging. Bob Cameron

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! I w AMPV 40 It ti . I mmijbcifyfrd , Lost Magic , H p 1 X . , Gray is the sky What does a child think of autumn? When you feel blue. f The falling leaves, turning colors, ' You might hang your head N One would never know--- for we 0 A J And say there's nothing to do. 1 Soon grow out of childhood I And lose the gift of wonder. Z But if this were true, Qt vw That there was nothing to do, X Linda Cascone LZ Wouldn't this world f Be a nice how-do-you-do? 0 - prmg Fever , W Laurel Berg The joy of the morning x f o . Is pushing me on Prom homework and housework It cries out Begone! 0 There are roses blooming all around: There are little ants crawling on the ground: And everything is spring. And tadpoles turn to little frogs: And butterflies are free again. Now I ask a simple question, --- Is it really spring ? Michele Mooreland The robin is singing, The peach tree's in bloom-- And why should I Sit in this Stuffy old room ? pa-6 I'm going! I'm gone! lt's too late to say No. ! A, Spring Fever! It's got me! fp Hope it never lets go! '- 616441 W O o d , Ieanne Walde Cz e rgamze , L5 QKZQ-erm, o A , -QC. Early in the morning I V. A 'I X When I'm ready for school, Q -, V . sqm! ,fhnvr QQQ S I I wonder if I look real cool. gr I 4 f f I check my skirt: ' E 12? I check my hair: Ll I -- check my shoes f O the hottest day of the spring CLPQ QQ. Which I always wear. Happened to me the funniest thing. I I go to school: On my front lawn sits a huge birdbath: A Think I look fine: A child fell in and began to laugh. Go to lunch--- ' iQL By George, forgot my ime! Can't you children play somewhere else ? Claudia Myers Stephanie Schartz cv S t -22' UIISB QQ F' ' Sunset is such a beautiful time! It is not until then that the sky shows its real beauty. Her eyes show understanding with their pale blue. Her hair becomes bright red for a while but then calms down. She turns a lighter color as if not understanding why she is turning this way. Then she suddenly becomes dark as if angry. She is mad as the world closes its doors on her. She turns on her lights, but they are not as bright as they are in the daytime when the people pay attention to her. Then, as if filled with sudden joy, she turns bright again. People start to notice her, she is happy. Again her eyes turn a pale blue with understanding until again the world shuts its doors on her. Ianie Vance