Thomas Starr King Middle School - Echoes Yearbook (Los Angeles, CA)

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.arAr,axA.Mx.Ax- A , AA, ame ri BOAT OF THE DESERT Oh boat of the desert, how slowly you stalk As you carry your burden with leisurely walk! From morning till night in the rays of the sun Onward you plod till the day is done. You trudge on for hours with lazy stride Swaying forever from side to side. You can go on for days without any thirst. In races of distance you come in first. John Roth, A9 THE COWBOY A Cowboy's life is the life for me So happy-go-lucky and so free. As I wander along and think and sigh A coyote's call comes echoing nigh, That call I know is the call of the Wild, It's delivered to me over mile and mile. I can hardly resist a temptation so great To ride and to ride at a furious rate Over mountain ridge, over hill and dale, A pony rider carrying the mail. Jimmy Cowdrey, B7. GOD'S CANDLES Yuccas! God's candles Illuminating spring's stayg But with summer's arrival Hot zephyrs extinguish their glory. Nancy Ryan, A9. THE AFTER GLOW The desert, with its wonder cliffs, High protruding edges, The mesas, with their reddish hue And the mountains' granite ledges, The purple sage, the desert grass, The vultures searching for their prey, The beautiful golden after-glow At the ending of the day. Jack Henry, A8. One Hundred Eighry-'Four