St Albert School - Aurora Yearbook (St Albert, Alberta Canada)

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p. oemS STAR OF THE NORTH Not a sparkling star in the Milky Way, But yet a star shining night and day} To a great many souls it has served as guide To find their path to the other Side. When days are grey and in vain you try To go your way with your head held high} For the light of peace for which you look forth, Why not head straight fop the Star of the North ? There your soul will find in a good retreat Contentment sweet, which will he a treat. And to all your friends you’ll be glad to say That the Star of the North has brightened your way. Sister Lorraine Fiquette — XII WINTER PRELUDE Snow fell today. Sifting drowsily from sky it came. Silently and without warning, To sleep on naked tree and faded earth. Tree shimmered in her ermine coat. And gave to passer-by a haughty glance, While tiny diamonds from her garment fell To earth to join their kin. And brook had lost her youthful voice, For gurgling words had since been squelched By knife-like cold Invisible. And all the land lay still in virgin white. While here and there A tiny root peeped out to see The work of Winter ' s hand. Cameron Ross — XII HOME AT LAST To travel far was the one lone wish I harboured all year long. I went away, but somehow still Life was not all a song. The city sights were strange to me. The country fields unknown} Once gone, I seemed to long for home, For home, where all things were my own. Anne Marie Blair — XII jkL It nil

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LIMERICK Our class was the smallest in town, A crowd that knew not how to frown; At times we were lazy To drive teachers crazy. But never did they let us down. Barbara Onischuk—XII JACK FROST rack Frost came last night llith his breath hoary white Ito paint on a canvas of glass llcenes that a painter cannot surpass. I is frosty hand paints in perspective; llature is definitely hie objective, hor on my window He has made llhite lacy designs inlaid. Joan MacDoanld—XII LIMERICK At times we would all get a whim And just make a dash for the gym; We ' d play with such din Or watch a team win. But always we acted wjth vim. Marion Bokerfohr—XII CITY LIGHTS AT NIGHT Have you ever admired the city at night? For my part, I did so and enjoyed such a sight. From the hill, you should see the reflection of light In the stream that flows past. Oh, what a delight ! Those wee stars that appear one by one in the dark FVom the windows of mansions lined up near the park. Faintly twinkle like fireflies sending their sparks All night long, when they play with those glittering marks. Once I saw a small casket of gems very nice. And was told that this treasure was worth a high price; City lights, brilliant pearls strung on black, look like dice That the player casts, hoping much from the device. If you travel by night, you will notice the glare Made against the low clouds, cause a glimmering flare To refract in the sky. That is why I now dare Pause a moment to write on such beauties so rare. Sister Raymorde St. Germain—XII