2 WEEK FIRST DAY - Monday Blue

 


Beneath a sun, both bold and grand, 

A student walks, book in hand, 

Across a campus, bathed in light, 

Where shadows dance, and hearts take flight. 


The sky, a canvas, broad and blue, 

Adorned with clouds of whitest hue, 

A gentle breeze, a whispered kiss, 

In such a day, what could amiss? 


The trees sway softly to and fro, 

In rhythms only they could know, 

Their leaves aglow, a vibrant green, 

A more splendid day, there's never been. 


The birds, in chorus, sing their part, 

Their melodies, a work of art, 

A symphony of pure delight, 

That lifts the spirit, feather-light. 


The air is sweet, the world, awake, 

With every step the student takes, 

A moment fresh, and full of life, 

Away from stress, away from strife. 


The path to knowledge, bright and clear, 

With every step, the mind draws near, 

To secrets held in books and lore, 

A world of wonders to explore. 


So under sun that shines so bright, 

In weather fair, with hearts alight, 

The student walks, the world anew, 

In pursuit of dreams, both bold and true. 


A day so fine, a sky so vast, 

A moment, sure, to ever last, 

In memory's book, a golden page, 

A chapter bright, in life's long stage.

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