Poem From My 1966 High School Yearbook.
One of my dearest high school friends wrote a poem in my 1966 high school yearbook. I cannot say that it was written especially for me. But I like to think that it was.
You see, my dad was transferred the beginning of May '66 and I was not there to personally have my friends autograph my book. Ah, such is the life of a "Brat". But, the yearbook found me--and it contained this lovely poem.
Our high school, Wagner, was located on Clark AFB in the Philippines. We were Military Brats living in the PI. What a life that was. Imagine being a teen and living in the tropics, having plenty of free transportation, assigned no responsibilities except for going to school; all your needs taken care of--everyone had at least one house girl and a yard boy. It was a remarkable life for a teen.
It was also a life lived during the escalation of the Vietnam War. My father was on alert the entire time we lived in this paradise. He was assigned to a "MASH"-type unit. We never knew when he would not be coming home. Our family ended up being transferred back to the states when my dad had minor heart attack due to the stress of his job. Or at least that is what I was told.
The base and the high school no longer exist. That school year, 1965 to 1966, was a magical one for me. I had three extraordinary pals who are to this day the most creative thinkers I have ever known.
I have reconnected with all three of my buddies. Mike was the most talented writer in our little group. Of course, Wes and Bob (the other two) would dispute that. Mike was the tallest. He had the most freckles. I also knew next to nothing about him. I just knew he was the silent leader. The man in charge. The ONE to whom we all paid homage.
The last time I saw him was in Austin, TX in the spring of 1968. Then he disappeared from my realm (I was a princess, you see).
This is the best poem written in a high school yearbook - EVER!
SUNRISE
POEM WRITTEN BY MY FRIEND IN MY YEARBOOK

Sunrise
When I see dawn - the sunrise on the mountain
I feel a peace that can't really be.
For that which I feel, I can't understand
and truth I can't begin to see.
The bitterness I felt when you left me is gone.
Inside I'm empty - yet free.
alone, I stand on the mountain - comes the dawn
and full peace come on the breeze.
My life begins again with the singing of the birds,
My soul sings anew.
I know that there's something worth more that all the words
I THOUGHT I heard from you.
Gray mists clothe the lonely valley far beneath.
Soft rays from the rising sun
Shed light on the glistening, wet, green heath ----
Sky and earth and I ------ are one.
The Top Reasons This is the Best Poem Ever Written in a High School Yearbook
- It is MY yearbook from a Magical Year in a Magical Place- The Philippines.
- The poem was written by a very dear friend.
- The poem reminds me of my friend.
- Our Memories are who we are.
The Best Yearbook Poem Ever?
What do YOU Think?
Poems In High School Yearbooks
Interesting Links to be found below:
- Mystery poem
- Mystery Poem in a High School Yearbook. Check it out.
- Yearbook Poem - Associated Content
- An original poem. Not bad.
- Yearbook (poem) by Kathy Armijo on AuthorsDen
- Another original poem.
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Sojourn wrote...
No poems in my yearbook but lots of smiley faces and sweet sayings along with, of course, one of the dorkiest pics of me ever. :)
Mickie_G wrote...
Yes, my friend is still writing poety. He is a bookseller in VA and is also an artist![in reply to JaguarJulie]
JaguarJulie wrote...
I'm pretty sure my yearbook is no more -- what a shame. This is a really GOOD poem for someone so young -- hopefully they continued on and wrote MORE poetry?
icjackson wrote...
I don't know where my yearbook is! Awww :-(
But it's VERY cool that you have yours and such rich jewels inside. Thanks for sharing it with us :-)
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