South High School - Black and Gold Yearbook (Winston Salem, NC)

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'img SOUTH HIGH IANUARY CLASS POEM Marguerite Walker, Poet Through the semesters we have grown To love, to cherish, and to praise The lasting spirit that's been shown Throughout our high school days. Work and play, joy and pain We've struggled through these years. We've failed, weve conquered, tried again Through laughter and through tears. Here we've found first love And acted like a fool. We've watched the golden moon above And broken many a rule. Now we awake from our illusions. The future lies ahead, And we must make decisions Of ways that we shall tread. Our grade will be both long and steep But we shall work and climb and fight Until the world lies at our feet. Then, we'll work to hold that height. SOUTH HIGH IUNE CLASS POEM Chole McGill Yokley, Poet We studied for hours with torn-up hair, With spectacles perched on our nose And frowned and worked and worked and frowned For Graduation Day, we suppose. We lift our voices and shout aloud, To you, the Gold and Blue, And all this, my friend, is done, For the Guiding Star so true. Triumphant and victorious, Have been our high school days, And the spirit that we found at South Shall be with us always. How often in these joyous days, Beneath the hazy sky We studied and played joyously, And watched the trains pass by. Is this only memories of the past, Or is it really true? Are we leaving South High forever, To never again pass through?

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