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LUNCH<br />
In her fresh, new, green gown, our<br />
campus lies basking in the warm sunshine<br />
of spring. A soft breeze rustles<br />
ah the young leaves on the trees,<br />
fir is saturated w ith the sound of<br />
ig, industrious bees and the per-<br />
TuTnecLsmell of the blushing pink and<br />
the flu ffy w hite blossoms. The' buds are<br />
bursting in their efforts to share their<br />
beauty and newness w ith everything and<br />
everybody. And, as the "Sands of Time"<br />
iriythe hourglass become fewer and few-<br />
*& fif2 b £ tr form is changed from cobwebby-winter<br />
snowflakes to dainty, pasteT,<br />
spring flowers.<br />
^ /V ith the rustling of the new leaves<br />
qj^Bkntrees providing the background,<br />
^0g^m er\d the Junior Prom. Under the<br />
hH flenly blue of the sky, we participate<br />
in golf, track, -tennis, and baseball. It's<br />
a time for joy, being out in the fresh<br />
air again; but for some it's also a time<br />
for tears because spring brings graduation<br />
in its wake.<br />
Yes, you can see it in the sparkle<br />
o f your friends' eyes, you can smell it<br />
w ith each breath, and you can feel it<br />
in/ihe tingle of your heart. Its spring<br />
<strong>Box</strong> <strong>Elder</strong> High.