Port Perry High School - Hilltop Yearbook (Port Perry, Ontario Canada)

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For The Lik So He Tha All The To To It To Son The The The And By The The Fas The And A c And OLD SENTINEL , years he had been standing, father of them all, e a giant thing of beauty, handsome, strong and tall. has seen the many wonders t Dame Nature's hand perform. are facinating powers, night, the day, the storm. have the birds nest in his a be so great and free, must be something wonderful, be an old pine tree. rms, dra James Grade XI SIGNS OF SPRING maples' bud of reddish tint poplars' yellow hue, silvery pussy willow, sky of deepest blue, 3 the roadside 'neath the little brooklets run. cawing crow wings o'er t drying in the sun. grass, the fields robins' early Call at morn, warm refreshing rain, onsciousness of life anew, spring is here again. Sondra James A Grade XI

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DESTINY What does the future hold for me, The promise of Who dare state Just what Fate Holds in store Q for me? The hand of Fate is cruel my son. Have you the power to face it7 The faith, the hope, To help you cope, Until the yictoryls won, What have l to offer Life? Ask this question of your heart. The will to gain, To suffer pain, And triumph over Strife9 I shall be strong, in word be tru failure or success? EE And keep your counsel in my heart. l'll trust in God, To he my rod, And thereby guide me through. Faye Hayden Grade Xll LOVER GF THE HIELANDS Away up in the hielands, There's a wee hoose in the glen, Where my thoughts are all returni As I think of it again. ln my ears the pipes are playing, ln the Camphell's min.wee glen, Away up in the hieia fs. Where I long to be abiin. Sandra Heayn Grade IX l'1

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DAY DREAHING I got to thinking as I lay Un cool green grass one summer's day, That maybe I, someday, could be As old and still as that high tree. It never moves, as time goes on, But stands so quietly, I yawn. Then my mind began to wander, id I began to ponder, A now can fish in the stream there Possibly live without any air? But as I watched-the water gleam. The dog's tongue on my face, ended my dream Bob Gibson Grade Xl SUMMER T The day was gone, The night was on. The following-day I was up at dawn. Gut in the field so far away, My friend and I were loading hay. Load after load was packed in the mow, Next winter's feed for the lodlred cow. The day was gone, Q The night was on. The following day I was up at dawn. Back to work we did go, Back to the turnip field with a hoe. We hoed and hoed until we were through, Then looked for another job to do. George Lee Grade IX