In the quiet corners of the classroom,
Where wisdom meets youthful gaze,
A teacher stands, a beacon of hope,
Guiding us through life’s endless maze.

With patience woven into every word,
They plant the seeds of endless dreams,
Nurturing minds with gentle hands,
Illuminating paths with their gleams.

Through challenges and triumphs shared,
Their presence shapes our growing years,
Unseen architects of our destinies,
Crafting courage, wiping tears.

Ode to you, the unsung hero,
In every story, your mark remains,
For every lesson, every moment,
Grateful hearts sing your refrains.