In halls of wisdom, they gently tread,
With hearts and minds, they forge the way,
From dawn till dusk, their lessons spread,
A beacon bright in every day.

Their voices echo, soft yet strong,
In every corner, knowledge flows,
They shape the minds where dreams belong,
A garden where the future grows.

With patience rare and kindness deep,
They nurture souls and spirits high,
In every word, a promise keep,
To guide us as the years pass by.

Oh, teachers dear, your light we praise,
Forever in our hearts you stay,
Through life’s vast and winding maze,
Your wisdom leads us, come what may.