In the quiet halls of learning vast,
Where dreams are woven, futures cast,
The whispers of wisdom softly speak,
Guiding hearts to the answers they seek.

Each page turned, a gateway to new lands,
Where curiosity blooms and understanding expands,
In a realm where minds are free to explore,
The treasures of knowledge forever endure.

Teachers as beacons, they light the way,
Inspiring minds with each passing day,
Their words are seeds in fertile ground,
Where aspirations and hopes abound.

In this sacred space of growth and grace,
Every student finds their place,
With courage to question and hearts to dream,
In education’s embrace, they gleam.