Tucker High School - Tiger Yearbook (Tucker, GA)

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Sleep The Sandman comes To yield the land of Nod. Once with a yawn, Twice with a wink But three times ee Isolation Looking through the window I can see all With no emotion I have no pain or passion When gazing past the glassy wall Looking back to the place I stood I cant Imagine so much Isolation V Gao- 'V today's the time there is no other it's now or never please try to understand I can not wait on your love I crave your affection now no matter how warm your eyes may seem tomorrow it not now then never - a i Memories The pictures only leave a trace The autographs leaves little more But within the dark corners of my mind I have my memories Which I will never erase I remember the crowds And I remember the work Of my high school days l even recall the faces The names though slow in coming Bring themselves into my memory Memories crop up When lm sad and all alone Sometimes I laugh And sometimes I cry My memories of you will never fade And I hope youll remember me Beverly Friedlander Corner of the Sky I want you to know just exactly how I feel Although you'll never understand, I live my life in a world of illusions. A world where we are so much in love. Where all that matters is you and I We are always touching and loving And rust being happy In my world You really care You shower me with love and affection We go places and make reality out ol dreams You re always there for you d never leave me alone And everyone can see rust how much we really mean to each other But now As I look into your eyes ee That I mean nothing to you So Ill continue to dream in my little corner of the sky Afraid to say I Love You tbut I dol Addrrianne -4'-rin 'Wat .BMQ WM f 'ifd Michele Grenet . . . P If . Sl p. ' . q ' ' . I - Bev ' , . . . ' Y I S V A Be 1 I I I M I A xi ' 'Af . - I 1: ve 4' . Egg' D . 3 0,1 V . 1 V gJ M . , e 'S 'Q rclr F -' I 5 . I is ' f X ' if 1 M Y gi A Gi ' '

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Shooting Stars Stars are like people Millions there are Some brighter than others Some seen from afar. lf you look at them closely Perhaps you will see That each one is different lust like you and me Sometimes a bright light Like cities or the moon Will divert our attentions We forget others too soon The stars appear motionless But indeed they are not They must slowly move on Which is also our lot If you look long and steady Into the night sky A shooting star may fall That is the world s sigh lust as shooting stars Stand out from the rest We find out of everyone Some friends are the best In one night of watching We may see only two lust as our true friends Will remain few So cherish the night sky And every friend And I also pray Shooting Stars never end Strawberry :left-rf A little brown leaf Attached to a stem Falling from the oak tree Dropping slowly Very carefully As not to damage or brui use Once upon the ground lt sits and waits For others to fall Mary Charlotte Photo Tom Thurmond Photo Burrell Swinehart How precious is our gift? Not very by the way we treat it We receive a thing of beauty But we sometimes fail to see it We see ourselves to be beautiful And we are but But we tend to overlook what we should not We see our creations to be beautiful And they are if lf we dont use them to destroy And replace We use our creations to replace our gift Cant we see that once it is totally replaced No one can replace it? But no' Our creation is beautifull Fools' We receive beauty Yet we seek something with more We are blind We fail to see our gift And someday it will be gone Only then will we realize how precious it is o Nothing has more beauty than it has Not our creations Nothing' We must not lose it' But what is this wonderful thing of beauty Our gift? Nature Strawberry US