Fresh Buds Late Summer


Nature blooms new each spring;
School sprouts fresh buds late summer.

Thoughts meander through minds
Of students and teachers alike:
Will I like them, and they me?

It takes merely days to grow new relationships
From the buds of the new year’s beginning.

Friendships renewed,
New ones formed,
Some gone forever like last year’s leaves,
But each moves forward with new growth
That will come these next 10 months,
In some more than others.
Maturity likewise.

The environment will have its effect:
Changes at home,
Some for good, others not.

Besides the classroom and the learning,
Athletics, art, music,
Clubs, vacations, and sickness
Will leave marks as well.

In the end everyone will change.


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