The lights are out; the shades are drawn
The sounds of learning now are gone.

The quiet halls; no sound is heard
No whispered voices – not a word.

No ringing bells, no running feet
The building echoes with defeat.

And from the field, a ghostly cheer?
No, that we never more will hear.

Abandoned dreams, an empty shell
To PHS, we bid farewell.

True Indians can feel the pain
Only our memories remain.

June 7, 2007
LaDonna (Johnson) Olanyk
PHS class of 1976