York Community High School - Sand Burr Yearbook (Thomson, IL)

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1 .t sf X ng 4 Our young minds were so sure, so y , 5 m Ax by - - 9,1 ,f qhub ---- as 3, ..,,, ks, -1 gf K MMsh,m N, --s,n ,.v ctouns SJMW planner stem-ns HILLSIDE IN SPRINGTIME wnm einem x S 2 ff. S9 S C 'Nm 1 Exhllerating, ieieyca ing, 9 Q' W M.. Drink deep :nyc e r n air. eggs S1 Way up high in e sky so blue The hll1s1d8Nin rlngtime- 'g S There is something wh te just blowing Ah, Joy s rf gtk r through gywagdfi Drifting, drifting, drifting, through vlole wil -mother 1 Sky'-Q Do they have an aim in view? 2 scent - he br eze f 'Dae v: A appy ch r chatte . Sometimes they cover all the sky, Bir-s boun Thru' the . ees. 1 5 Sometimes they only half try, E S' Sometimes they fly very fast, I lo 2 'ou, love you, warm - -'n earth ss sometimes they last and nec. The r 1-een smell you b ng I love yf love you flower. and buds ' SF Some are glazed with the sunset hues, I love '-Y: love you: Sprln - s sf ss ev Some form figures of lambs and ewes. Q Q, All these clouds are happy and gay gs X s S For in the sky they love to play. . 'NE Yotms sossow wnma Bielem 'sw xt w is lf Smiles are few and then not long il A BRIDGE :Q . iii: Our hearts are mournful, ne'er a song Q Is heard: no us the any is dull, ' Disappointment reigns o'er all our 1 . .X at kv. Elf- sf.: sou 3 ss, X'-his X ,. Z, ff, .13 A K ,Y . s .X N in Afsa is X -cro :'a wide, wide rive Connecting two shores of sand, Arises an arm of steel A bridge, 'built there by man. Up there where the wind blows fresh and cold, In fog or on clear days She stands, so staunch, so dignified So alone and unafraid. Above the din and smoke and dirt You'll find her there alone, That clean, that strong, that arm of Q Eg steel That reaches close to God. Q So when your shoulders are burdened SA, V -32 10' ? 4, And the crowd goes by unconcernedf F Just walk upon that span of steel j And tell your thoughts to God RN' ? Z' ,f ee Tm: Asses so nm wut S 1 I You call ua Teen agers, creatures QQ And each one has awful features - W 1 ' You say we're the problem generation 5 That we're the worst conglameration Q You tell we make the most noise gf 1- And all the girls think of is boys, 'few lm. We never stay at home you say sy ftf But you admit we're always gay. is .,,, ,a --- . .. . . te.- :-11 . ' ' confident, We did not know that we could fail, or would. It is that we are not quite sure Just what must be our aim, our task, our plan? Or mayhap we feel the brunt of pain so too pure? I LIKE THE SEASONS Geraldine Smith In winters' XXI I l1ke'to ,she snowflakes, As the2:f hgpugh the skyg They'rg,so h.11ke tiny fairies As they?ge ,-mutter by. fl: rqx In su merx I use to atch O4 ms, Of the 4- corn As they me b and night They al f - spri I 1 ke 3 4163 owers, ,That by gtanew llpeoi lygln mo ning When they're sparkling with dew fall I like t H 6 e leaves As they ound about They see o merry, As thou h' ant to shout :' Q jg i? :xx ggiui-f e 1 niisl ' Q .i I flhf - In z - 7? 2 . ' I Q I . In 3 i ll o B e . lf . 'tl . X , - . , 0 ' e 1' S- ' 9: 11f i . ,- ' , J. ' ip' lf, 1' a 'N U Q