1968 Miracle Yearbook

Across the hills from yesterday And just beyond today, Tomorrow waits so patiently To greet you on your way; Elusive though it seems to be Beyond the setting sun, Although today is in the past Tomorrow cannotcome. A treasured thought is in our minds Of yesterdays gone by, And sweet remembrance fills our hearts To light a weary eye; Today,a treasure to behold, A shining glowing dream, Tomorrow,ever waiting there, Beyond our reach would seem. Tomorrow,what a precious word! A promise rich and real, A chance to realize a hope, A glowing dream ideal; Another dawn that's yet to be A day that's ever fair, Beyond the realm of yesterday ... A new tomorrow there. Garnett Ann Schultz 181