In the quiet halls of learning,
A silent beacon stands tall,
With wisdom and patience enduring,
Answering every call.

Each word, a spark igniting,
Minds eager to explore,
Leading through paths inviting,
To realms of endless lore.

Through trials and triumphs shared,
Their guidance never sways,
A mentor always prepared,
To illuminate our ways.

With gratitude, we remember,
The lessons they impart,
A teacher, our shining ember,
Forever in our heart.