In halls of learning, they stand tall,
With patience, they guide us all.
Through chapters of books and life’s deep creeds,
They plant the seeds of mighty deeds.

Their voices echo in youthful minds,
Crafting futures, unbinding binds.
Each lesson taught, a lantern’s glow,
Illuminating paths where dreams may grow.

With hearts as vast as oceans wide,
They nurture, inspire, and provide.
Beyond mere facts, they teach to feel,
To dream, to strive, and wounds to heal.

O Teachers, pillars of our days,
In you, the light of hope always stays.
Through trials and triumphs, joy and strife,
You are the architects of life.