Southwest Dekalb High School - Panther Yearbook (Decatur, GA)

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The lover of my dreams has kind eyes fstaring thru wire rim glassesj and 4 a generous smile Ithat shows a mouthful of braces.J Nancy Brian it's not that i'm afraid to say hello it's just that i never want the time to come when i'll have to say goodbye. Camille Taylor I can look into your eyes and love you, Or catch a glimpse of your hair as you turn the corner, And dream of the day when you'll notice me, Then our lips will touch and the Angels will sing. But it won't happen. Anyway, the Angels only sing for movies. Marna Scarry You're cold, but then you're sweet Before you stare, you're through You're too changeable I can never depend on you And you ask me what's the matter You're snobbish, you're cruel Never think about the fun you poke You giggle and laugh And call it all a joke And you ask me why I cry inside If tears are all that matter Then it doesn't matter at all Brad Kizzort T I. rj .., M 'uve C Music It is funny how music Is applicable to one's Life When he loses the one he loves. Tad Grisham Holiday Memories I found an old picture of you in my attic. An image of your soul, Your spirit in Kodacolor. Things always begin so slowly, and move on so smoothly. Yet, when the end comes it is always so sudden. Cindy Gill On the yellowing back of the picture A note was written. Taken in front of the old house where l was born 212157. I haven't the heart to tell you what you remind me of in this picture, But if you had come out of your house and seen your shadow I would have expected six more weeks of winter. Ronnie Wright No one had to tell me. I always knew that finally it would be like this. I always knew, that someday you would leave and someday I would be left alone. Cindy Neal

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The cheerleaders jumped around as if they had just received a license to steal. Tim Miller The locker room was a silent vault, holding a hundred commands, a thousand grumblings, and a million wishes. Jeff Norris Fog hovers over the field Players are not seen Ghosts in the phantom fog Illuminated by light in the winter darkness. Tad Grisham DESIRE T. Mau im 1 er We have met the supreme challenge, And succeeded. But it is not the margin of Victory that counts. Problem. lt's the measure of desire .' That separates the two forces My feelings mn ahead freely ' but my thoughts chase after, swiftly trip them up, cut them Mike Taylor short with dark knowledge of Consequences Epitaph for a Track Runner wg with Paar- at you ear He ran always in effort ii-a:inl3h9:.Pf0dUCZ h H to lower his time, s ic an s ming an s a ow. Evidently Cod misunderstood. Listening to UW Wofds even You could never guess their back round. Ted Wansley Please tryg Dianne Chance The Halls I've often called you my friend. The halls of the school I hope you've called me the same, are worn and full And when I thought the world would end of memories. You've been there. Us Friend Your Middle Name?J I will feel Forever indebted to you. The floor is speckled CI, Friend Jones, Hmm, Not Bad, and dirty And if you ever need someone to turn to with the scuffs of a lust come to me fDo You Ever Feel Sad?J million kids. l'll try to be there for you to lean on l'll have a bench you can rest your dreams on Memories of lost conversations I can't promise you we won't fall still echo, But l'd just like to try, that's all with the partings of many lIt's A Big Bench, Could I Put My Dreams There Too?J old young lovers. jeff Norris Brad Kizzort 5

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Friendship had 'finally come to the lovers who knew they had nothing more. Ben Taylor Hello River Hello river, you've come again. to flow through my eyes, and never end. A lonely heart sinks, as you run by. You're the only one who comes when I begin to cry, and hurt is there, in every tear, river please, stay away from here. Every day you come flowing through my eyes. As I look back on all the lies, a love that's lost, not to return, maybe someday I will learn, all I feel is sorrow anymore, why do they keep hurting me for? Tell me river, you're my best friend, when will all this hurting end? Cassie Adams Teasing Green Eyes Full of lies But they haunt me with love And invade the brovsmness of mine Patti Mays -1- ig - don't buy me rings and necklaces or cards and candy or fresh flowers and posters. smile, and let your eyes show me the love you're holding inside. Po ssessed Detested Anything worth having cannot be possessed You can't own me or call me yours. You can't chain me with rings or paper. I am free, not owned by someone for whom I work like I do a boss. lf you have this kind of ownership in mind, don't call me yours. For I am as free as an eagle, and who Camille Taylor Only to a point bells all , around' or a line do Sing' It may be straight in ,round Or it may be crooked myself' It E depends and you But as long as just make It is this way matters There will be Worse with Gaps in Thinking pressure Seeing hearing for a feeling but Commit- most of all ment. In me Tracy Erickson DGHUIS OSIPOYU Q Images The veil of light lies misty against the sky Translucent rays sparkle dovsm spotting the earth with their brilliant shine. A prism of raindrops reflects images on multitudes of visions Kaleidoscopes of eolors merge into hues of living, revealing shades of love. 'The shade of love is a shimmering shadow trembling on the edge of light afraid to enter, afraid to retreat revealing only a glimpse of its beauty that so many seek to discover. Debbie Mobley knows I might fly away. Linda Lee A Riddle I am blue, bursting with beautiful dignity. I fill many a man's heart with sorrow and longings. Anyone who has crossed my path, I have left him behind on the side - defeated beyond imagination. Sam Macenczak