Sandalwood High School - Sandscript Yearbook (Jacksonville, FL)

Page 344 text:

Sorneffmes . Somelimes when I Try. . . everylhing goes wrong. Somelimes when I hope. . . my dreams all Iurn +o ashes. Somelimes when I pray. . . God doesn'+ seem To hear. Somelimes when I hurl. . . Ihe pain never goes away. Somerimes when I cry . . . my Tears never seem Io dry. Some+imes when I sing. . . The words iusl Iade away. Somelimes when I reach oul. . . my goals gel Iurlher away. Somefimes when I see. . . my vision fades Ihen leaves. Somelimes when I yearn. . . my desires are crushed by realily. Somelimes when I feel. . . my lingers grow cold and numb. Someiimes when I love. . . I am nol loved in relurn. Somelimes when I laugh. . . all my efloris seem worfhwhile. Marfha Holloway E, 340 if THE ARTIST MOLLYSMTIH Life ls a Circus In gay colored clolhes dressed like a clown. Liles mischief malcing qualifies can always be found. Even in sorrow in lifes ups and downs. A smile can always be found on rhe lace ol a clown. Nancy Nesmnrh KATHY HUGHES JAMES DISHMAN

Page 343 text:

KATHY HUGHES ffslg.. . Nf QB X 1 kr-,'w5' JAMES DISHMAN A The Cellar WhaT's beyond The oaken door The sTuds oT iron cold and gray Below The slime seeps Through The Tloor Shielded Trom The lighT OT day. WhaT could dwell in ThaT darkened Tomb Wifh door sealed shuT by spike and nail BuT sTill is heard in The inky womb FooTsTeps on a well worn Trail. For beyond ThaT door in darkness lurk A power To spur minds inner ear In The shadows oT hell aT work STays The creaTure oT man. . . his fear. BryanT Mickler WALTER MQCONNELL Modern Man l-las Gained Knowledge BUT LosT Vlffsdom Modern man has gained knowledge buT losT wisdom. He has gained undersTanding, iusT losT insighT, l'le has soughT preservaTion, yeT induces desTrucTion. He Talks oT peace, yeT wagers war. l-Te pursues The American dream, yeT aT The experience oT The American earTh. T-le esTablishes insTiTuTions. yeT leaves iTs people in poverTy. l-le reaches Tor The sTars. buT Tails To see The lighT. Eric Crgfv THE ARTIST ff 339

Page 345 text:

idea ram I I '!2i'1. f I 37 , K,-Z ia I .. ra 5 N ELDA LOWRY 1 N .au I X Y N A ,I M . 'I M2 if rw My-A-ffm gig 1, if 1' : Ti? 55 QS :wif ,g 21, , .:,Q1,.-4mfh:,'. -- q. '11,-g.f1....-a ' ,A if gi ...- . . , , ' ' ri'-V ' 1 I I Q? f'.2 v, 5,155 f, , qi, w, 'I . 1 ,. RONALD AMBAS Thermo be be so . ,- .J ff nf - A -W ,,.- -,I .an -W. LISA SEMONES People wonder everyday. If Huere is anoHuer way. . . To avoid Hue wars belween us all: To sfamp Huem our before we fall. Innocenu' men, for Hueir counfry die, While Hue res? of Hue world wafclu and cry. . Wluy are mos? men so proud of pride: I+ isn'+ lair To eiH1er side? We musf uni+e and be as one. Or before we know, Huere'II be none. . OI wluaf if Takes 'ro keep us sfrong, And wluau' defermines riglul 'From wrong. PaHy Brennan I nsensirfve I fold you all my secrefs And you never even Iueard me. I opened Hue door To my innermosu' Huougluls. And you would no'r enler - You Iurned and walked away. I Iel you know Wluar I dared nor reveal, To Iouclu Hue open Heslu of my Iuear+- And you would nof feel. I drew piclures Of myself and skefclued our Tlue experiences Huaf are me - And you would no? see. I fold you all my secrefs And you never even lueard. Andrea Marfin THE ARTIST X 34I