Student Publishing Program ::

Shannon Boudett

Lady

Her strong, glazed eyes point forward towards the sea,
ignoring those who praise her from below.
Her feet are frozen in a shell of green,
yet moving through the rain, the wind, the snow.

She strives to open up our country’s door,
lend inauspicious travelers a hand.
Her torch burns bright to lead them to our shore
but not for those already safe on land.

We tear the pages from the book she yields,
we hide her message in commercial games.
Her sharply chiseled toga is our shield
to keep out others− those she wants to save.

She silently endures, stays standing tall.
Her eyes are on the ocean through it all.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2012 EDITION]