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

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A NIGHT IN SPAIN Across the barren desert, Across the desolate plain, Swept the dusk of a summer evening, It was a night in Spain. The sky overhead was cloudless, The air was fragrantly sweet, And out in the beautiful garden Was a place where lovers might meet. The paths were lined with roses, The fountain dashed its spray, The arbor was bathed in moonlight, And the stars with the pool did play. Na One Hundred Ninety-Iwo ami Kanter, A7

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THE FOREST FIRE The world looked bleak that autumn day, From smoky air and skies of gray, And every forest tree and briar Flamed and roared in a forest fire. All through the day it spread aroundg And as the night drew nigh The fire leaped up from the forest land, And reflected itself in the sky. It burned through the night, And by next day, The fire had died at noon, Leaving behind a land of black, A smoking desolate ruin! Daisy Elejforzty, A8 FIRE PICTURES As we sit around the campfire, We watch the glowing coals. We see the flaming pictures Of ancient tales untold. Here we see a gallant knight And there a captive maid And when we look again we see The glowing pictures fade. But now we see the pyramids With dark, mysterious hallsg But when we look again we hear The night's mysterious calls. The fire pictures tell our tale Of life and all its tradesg For life comes in and life goes out And like the fire fades. Dorothy Raskin, B9 One Hundred Ninefy-four