Nathaniel Hawthorne Junior High School 74 - Insights Yearbook (Bayside, NY)

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OPEN DOORS By Valerie Clayman 8-2 You said you loved her. But did you? If you did you wouldn ' t have put her through that. Do you know The sorrow she felt When you said it was over. But it wasn ' t But you see, my friend, it was. You changed and you hurt. And when she finally got over you, You came back You wanted to be part of her life - again. And she let you. But then you forgot to call, or meet her, or care. Andy you hurt her. Did you notice? I did. It took time. But you are now out of her life once again And she shall re-open her doors No more.

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the Jackson fim THE JACKSONS By Taryn Gresham 8-5 Michael, Marlon, Tito, Randy and Jackie Brothers and musicians. When you feel bad They make you boogie. Their fame is as large as the world. Their wallets are as thick as molasses. Their voices are as sweet as honey Michael has magic Marlon has J. U. Ice Tito has talent Jackie has wisdom And Randy - has me! M. J. By Kim Hyatt 8-5 Michael Jackson is THE BEST We love him more than all the rest. He ' s tall and sweet He sweeps us off our feet. He does the moon walk As easily as we can talk. He wears a Jerry curl And makes it swirl When he dances to swing He really does his thing. Taryn, LaShon and Kim too Love Michael Jackson through and through.

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REMEMBERING By Valerie dayman 8-2 Monday is my birthday Did you remember? I wonder If you even care. I would have been four months you know. I wonder if as you write the date, on another Spanish test Will you stop and remember me? Will you remember the first time we talked? Or laughed? Or the first time you held me? And for a spilt second Will you want me back? 1 11 still be there waiting For you to remember. LIFE AS IT GOES By Marcy Laufer 8-2 I am water, You - snow. I am running through the streets Meeting everyone. You are sitting still All alone. Getting colder and colder Rushing everyone away I run through you. We become one. Water. You are no longer cold. We are warm, Comforted. Snow falls. We must hide, Separately. You freeze immediately. But I am being pulled Upward Away from you Away from my friends Now, I fall. Snow. The storm ends. I am not with you any longer. I am paralysed. Shocked. Y ou go with your new found friends. I am alone. A JANUARY AFTERNOON By Valerie Clayman 8-2 Today I saw you once again. The wind was blowing in your face And your smile was wide and bright. Were you thinking of me? Of the times we shared? I was. Only I didn ' t have a smile. Just one lone tear trickling down my cheek, As I see that without me you can still be happy. but without you, I cannot.