Petersham High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Petersham, MA)

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CLOUDS One by one they go Sailing by my window-pane- ' Ild like to try and reach them, But my efforts would be all in vain. I cannot touch their beauty As they float on through the sky. They look like fleecy cotton batting As slowly they fly by. What makes them go? Why wind, of course-- The wind is moving them along With a slow and gentle force. Annie Boyd '48 THE FIRST SNOWFALL It was a rough and windy day, The sun refused to shine. Gray clouds like battle ships sailed by There was mist on the horizon line. Bowing to the winds com and, The trees swayed back and forth Bare of leaves, so helpless they looked As that wind came down from the North. I knew winter soon would be here As I watched the first flakes fall. I knew that soon a blanket of snow Would silently cover all, ' Annie Boyd '48

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