Class Picture

Junior Year - 1954

HOLD HIGH THE TORCH

Hold high the torch!
You did not light its' glow--
"Twas given you by other hands, you know.
'Tis yours to keep it burning bright,
Yours to pass on when you no more need light;
For there are other feet we must guide,
And other forms go marching by our side;
Their eyes are watching every smile and tear
And efforts which we think are not worthwhile,
Are sometimes just the very helps they need,
Actions to which their souls would give most heed;
So that in turn they'll hold it high
And say, "I watched someone else carry it this way."
If brighter paths should beckon you to choose,
Would your small gain compare with all you'd lose?
Hold high the torch!
You did not light its' glow--
'Twas given you by other hands, you know.
I think it started down its' pathway bright,
The day the Maker said: "Let there be light."
And He once said, who hung on Calvary's tree--
"Ye are the light of the world...Go!...Shine-for me."
-Anonymous