Day one...
Hot sunny September
New at the High School
In white and grey trousers
Radiant like rays on a pool
Flooded my face at my pausers
Vividly, I could remember
Many friends won.
Day one...
I cruised the scholar chambers
All at their success tool
As the fixed of lovers
I found it cool
That scene in me still hovers
New, songs and tumblers
In the sun.
Day one...
A new me
To a new life.
World of books,
Bank of knowledge,
Great looks.
My pen, my golden staff.
I felt the real scent of a son.
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