1929 Cedrus Yearbook

The C edrus Senior Farewell Song We have come to the end of a perfect day— Our school days now are o’er, But strange tho it seems, there are none of us gay With Commencement at our door. For four long years we toiled for this day; And, oh, how long it did seem. Now the goal is won— our books laid away— There are tears where smiles should beam. Yes, this is the end of a perfect day, But it brings its sorrows, too, For tho we are proud to be going away, We are sorry- to leave you, too. Our friends are the ones who make life glad, As we climb the steepest hill; It makes us so lonely, so serious, so sad, And loath to leave Cedarville.