Oak Grove Coburn High School - Oak Leaves Yearbook (Vassalboro, ME)

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OAK LEAVES 1943 HOURS TO RIDE, TO DREAM, TO GROW, AMONG NATURAL BEAUTY. BUBBLES When I was a child A bubble I blew, Large and clear Of rainbow hueg The bubble burst And I cried all day- I'd lost the bubble So bright and gay. But now I have learned Through joy and pain,- Though all bubbles burst You may blow again. JOAN PERRY, '43. STORM A low rumbling suddenly echoes across the valley. The clouds, their anger mounting, quickly and sullenly assemble for their council of War. Their fierce grumbling grows heavier as they sweep onward, darkening th-e sky with their swirling cloaks except when streaks of lightning show the way. Then with a reverberating crash the thunder beats like a gavel in the hand of a giant. Jagged lightning and hard rain pelt the earth. Then as the rain softly ceases, the lightning ends its vicious attack, the clouds quietly fade away and the thunder, his anger subdued, speaks softly in the distance as the sun breaks through the clouds and a rainbow bends its beautiful curve across the valley. NANCY FARR, '44, 16