Within the halls of learning, whispers grow,
A gentle guide with wisdom’s gentle flow.
Through every lesson, seeds of thought are sown,
A garden rich, where eager minds have grown.

With patience vast, like rivers deep and wide,
A beacon bright, the teacher stands with pride.
In every word, a world of wonder spun,
Inspiring dreams beneath the rising sun.

Beyond the books, the heart of teaching lies,
In every soul, a spark that never dies.
A tapestry of lives, forever twined,
In classrooms vast, where futures are designed.

As stars align, the path of knowledge clear,
A teacher’s light dispels the night of fear.
In gratitude, we honor those who guide,
The architects of dreams, where hopes abide.