New Semester: New Start
Winter is in the air;
Oh how those poor grades do fare.
Finals did harm once beautiful scores,
And no longer are all of the GPA’s fours.
I must admit.
My grades took a hit.
Thankful for a weighted grade,
As my A’s slowly fade.
But one must turn away from the blight,
And look toward the light.
Because the new semester is upon us;
And the great return of the A+