In the early dawn of youth’s fresh bloom,
A student’s heart begins to roam,
Through corridors of dreams and fears,
Seeking truth beneath the stars.

With books as shields and pens as swords,
They march through lessons, words their lords,
Each page a beacon, each test a trial,
Building wisdom, mile by mile.

Friendships forged in study’s fire,
Dreams that lift them ever higher,
In every challenge, strength they find,
In every failure, growth refined.

And when the final bell does chime,
They leave the halls, their spirits prime,
For life awaits beyond the gates,
A world to shape, a future great.