the heady scent of apples

wafts through the 

air. 

games at recess, arguing

about what’s

fair.

new friends, 

to play and talk with.

new things, 

to learn.

new dreams, to dream of and 

to yearn.

And when I get nervous,

with all I have to 

bear,

I think of the 

heady scent of apples,

wafting through 

the air.