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

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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

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FIRE Crackling! Sparkling! Hissing! Dying ! lVIer1y ! Warm ! Bright ! Flying ! Golden! Red ! Dark ! Tragic! Fire ! The fury! The wizard ! Magic ! A FAIRY POOL In the street Whe1'e cars pass always, I saw a spot. 'Twas a spot of grease. Later It rained all night. In the morning, When the grass was wet, When the gutter overflowed, I saw the spot of grease, Or What? Not a grease spot, A pool of loveliness Of rainbow hues. Beautiful thoughts It brought to meg For 'twas a fairy pool Whe1'e rain sprites Danced. One Hundred Ninety-six Zllaxirze Liwesay, B9 Beth Bruner, B9