Mount Si High School - Wildcat Yearbook (Snoqualmie, WA)

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132 Student Creativity To the class of 82 It seems so long that we've all been together, And thought we'd stay in school forever. Cause the only life so far we've known, Has been with teachers taught and shown. We remember the times that tguys pulled hair, And girls kicked schins out o despair. When papers were due just a day too soon, So we skipped that class to finish by noon When we stayed out too late during finals week, So we sat by the smart ones, hoping to peek. But school wasn't really all that bad, Cause we kept the memories and the friendships we had. Those nights when there was nothing to do, So we'd go cruise North Bend, and Snoqualamie too. To go on to College and get a degree, Or travel around and live a lifes that free. You want to please mom and make dad dproud of you, But you have your own goals and shoul see them through You're sitting quietly in you cap and gown, You don't know why but the tears fal down. You say, why do I cry when I'm finally through, Isn't this what I've worked so hard to do? We hug each other, and say good by, Holding nothing back we give it a good cry. There's an exciting life just waiting in you and me, So many things to do, and places to see. We have the strength to succeed, and we'll be Hone So why do I cry, We've only just BECUN! -Suzi Holzte-

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The first emergence of the eminent death, Is the transformation of green to golden brown The days remain warm, Though, A regenerated wind sweeps the brovxm to bare, And cools the sun as it shuffles through, Dry leafz carpet, The dar clouds and sparce covering, Ch t' b' d ase away my ir s, Emptyingt e skies as life starts to fail. -lohn Pike- Autumn Flight Warm winds, Blow dark blasting clouds, Into nowhere. Tall trees sway and rock, Wildy, Out of control. Brown, crisp leaves, Fall, And Die. From the dark sky above, Bellows and shouts, Awaken the leaves, And all things dead, With a skimmering gust. Yellow trenchcoats and galoshes, Rake away memories, Of the cold, stormy night. -Tracy Quaale- When You Are There Whenever a lonely tear drops From my face You are there to Wlpe it clean Gone Whenever I m struck down You are there to protect me With your defense Whenever laughter IS far from Reach You are there to remind me It s lust a smile away And whenever your with me You are there so close That lt IS so lmposslble for You Which are let free When you are there Shaun Mason Y Y Y l that, i ' u Y Student Creativity 1

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