In the Halls of UB

A poem about life and learning at the University of Bridgeport

by Steph-Ann T. Wynter

In the halls where knowledge flows,

A path unpaved where no one knows.

Books in hand, the heart feels light,

Yet heavy thoughts linger through the night.

Dreams of futures still untold,

A world of wisdom to behold.

Each lesson learned, a tiny spark,

Guiding steps through days that feel dark.

Tests and trials come and go,

But strength is built through what we know.

In every struggle, every fall,

We rise again, and we stand up tall.

School’s not just a place to be,

But a journey toward who we’re meant to be.