In corridors of learning, dreams take flight,
Pages whisper secrets in the silent night.
A world of wonder, hidden in ink and quill,
Each lesson a mountain, each thought a hill.

Days filled with questions, answers unfold,
In the halls of wisdom, stories retold.
The clock ticks softly, marking each hour,
Time a gentle thief, with silent power.

Hope finds a home in every fleeting glance,
Friendships forged in laughter, a timeless dance.
Tests and trials, a rite of passage we face,
In the tapestry of youth, woven with grace.

As the sun sets on our youthful quest,
We carry with us the knowledge and zest.
In the book of life, a chapter complete,
Yet the journey continues, paths still to meet.