Come walk with me on a September morning,
the first day of September,
when the chill of the ever shorter night,
gives way to sunshine dancing on the morming dew
as we make our way to class.
The bright sun rasing in the sky hints of promise for the new season,
as sweet summer memories are swept away,
and replaced by hope and anticipation of things to come.
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