Under the gentle gaze of wisdom’s guide,
Lessons unfold like dawn’s first light,
In every word, a seed of dreams,
A path to futures yet unseen.

With patience woven into every thread,
Your voice a melody of hope and grace,
Through challenges, you lead us on,
A beacon bright in learning’s embrace.

In your eyes, a universe of stories,
Each day a chapter new and bright,
You kindle flames of curiosity,
Igniting minds to seek the heights.

Ode to the teacher, sculptor of minds,
In your hands, we find our wings,
Through every lesson, life unfolds,
In gratitude, our hearts sing.