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CLASS POEM
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Memories cloud around our hearts,
As we ascend the stair.
The steps are steep. Where do they
lead?
To happiness or care?
The first few steps were joyfully
climbed,
Secure in childhood days.
The path was filled with laughter's
voice
And sweetest childhood ways.
The next few steps are wisely climbed,
For here are lessons learned
Of truth and faith and the worth
Of lasting friendships earned.
The stairs unwind before our eyes
And promise things unseen--
Our happiness and destiny
Only God in Heaven may deem.
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CLASS SONG
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Now a bright new day is downing.
We, the list'ning, heed its call.
Now the time has come for parting
On to future years we go.
On we seek our new-born goals,
Through the years our youth unfolds.
Through the door the key will open
Our bright, happy future.
We the sons of Westwood High School
Turn our fondest thoughts toward you.
To our parents, friends and teachers
We express our gratitude.
To the friendships we have cherished
We must bid a fond farewell.
We recall the joys and triumphs
That we always have held so dear.
All the friendships we have made,
These are things that will not fade.
Memories of all our classes
These we'll carry with us.
Courage now will lead us onward
Through our trials triumph gleams.
We behold a bright tomorrow,
Face with joy the coming day.
Onward, onward, seek our goals now.
We'll bring honor to dear Westwood
High.
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