Mount Ida School - Ye Idler Yearbook (Newton, MA)

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,,- YE5'DLERs HIGH WATER My heart is a sail boat Drifting on a sea of endless questions . . . Answering Willows on the shore Are peaceful. My mind is the rnainsail, Without it- The Waters might be too rough, but Keeping a steady hand-a straight course . , . The willows And peace. H501 MARIAN WARRINGTON

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Y E fa E Q fi 'Q 5 X THE GARDEN OF A LIFE If I could write the song a life can tell, ' If I could sing the secret every poor heart knows, l'd laugh the freckled laughter of the tiger-lily bell, I'd hum the strange sweet softness of a rose. The pearly dreaming of a lily's life, I'd croon, and lilt the purple pansy's wide-eyed hope, I'd not omit the droning that the bluet knows of strife Nor give the passion flower too much rope. l'd simply broadcast all the ugly ones That people will condemn as weeds on any lawn And sing them side by side with all the lovely ones For each poor human soul to tune in on. And then we'd have a symphony of dream buds All found within the garden of a life. LOIS M H493 ATT HEW S

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YE fl. ,... ,..- Z- 15.- I D L E R is VISIONS I know a path through a woodland way, Deep-lined with silver birch and pineg ' moss, small wood-folk play, agrance's like wine. V f the bay, n its ed fr dge o leep day, And o Its balsam And there's one by the e .Wher.e purple shadows lie as Across the grass when dim grows the And twilight silences are deep. Q RUT L1511 HF ERRIS