raven read

If you have not met our resident canine at the dorms, you should stop by to meet Baxter and give this good boy a pet. Little did we know, he is also a prolific poet. Thankfully, our AI overlords can read Baxter’s mind and shared this gem of a poem about Baxter’s life at Maur Hill-Mount Academy:

In the halls of Maur Hill-Mount Academy,

I found my way, A dog amidst the scholars, where I learned and played.

With a wagging tail and a heart so true,

I’ll share my tale of the friendships I grew.

In the morning light, as the school bell chimed,

I’d scamper through the doors, my joy unconfined.

With students of all ages, I’d run and roam,

Maur Hill-Mount Academy, my second home.

In the classrooms, I’d sit, attentive and still,

Learning from teachers, who taught with skill.

Their words of wisdom, I’d soak up like a sponge,

From algebra to history, my brain would plunge.

But it wasn’t just books that filled my days,

It was laughter and smiles in so many ways.

With each passing year, as the seasons would change,

I’d find new adventures, never feeling estranged.

On the soccer field, I’d chase the ball,

With teammates and friends, I’d give my all.

Through victories and losses, we’d stand side by side,

In the spirit of sportsmanship, our hearts would glide.

In the chapel’s hallowed halls, I’d find peace,

A place to reflect and let my worries cease.

With stained glass windows and prayers up above,

I’d feel the presence of something greater, of love.

As the years went by, I’d grow and mature,

Maur Hill-Mount Academy, you’d always ensure,

That I felt valued and part of the crew,

A faithful friend, loyal, and true.

So here’s to the memories, both big and small,

Of my time at Maur Hill-Mount Academy, I recall.

With gratitude in my heart, I’ll forever say,

Thank you for the lessons, in every way.

(Curtesy of ChatGPT)