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

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Like balls of cotton on a soft velvet pillow, Clouds float in the sky Leland Willett Snow gently spreading across the hills and plains Earth's white velvet carpet Linda Pierce Green and yellow lanterns swing softly through the night luring insects to their death Holly Brower ' f Love is born as it reaches out to hold you with warm arms Barbara Allen In wispy clouds Made of marshmallows Angels sleep Mary Ann Sahaj The still night Broken only by the chirping of the forlorn cricket Mark Ledford Pink cherry blossoms softly wave their delicate arms in the cool breeze Lynn Lefever inf Under a twilight moon toadstools await the pixies Iohn Kairis .f' Wx 1 Grasshopper With a ginger hop A small emerald spot Brown and small, Unseen by people, a little tadpole Sprouts legs Susan Haas Moonlight skidding down on crystal snow, laughing as it plays Nancy Olsen Butterflies fluttering High on their wonderful wings So bright, so gay Vanishing into the night Debra Neiger Clouds form a bridge For God's angels To cross each day Mary Ann Sahaj ,-' W9 5 X! Golden streams of sunlight flow through the edges of darkness, And knowledge drinks to its delight Barbara Skaggs Light from moon sent a golden spray through a colored jar where flowers grew so gay Terry Woodruff Blends into the grass Ian Rothermel Dark lonely night frogs call love is lost Iudy Tyk Q nt ' 171, D Mm it fl Nils Qiftlyllnkg go! X MU 'yi' ffl!!-flwfrmib ff' P W W Here we run Through velvet clouds To greet our sun Billy Martin

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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