Amidst the bustling corridors, I tread,
In search of wisdom, where dreams are fed.
Books and papers, my constant friends,
In this realm where the quest for knowledge never ends.

Morning light filters through the classroom door,
Eager minds gather, yearning for more.
Teachers guide us with patient grace,
In every lesson, a new challenge we embrace.

As the seasons change, so do we,
Growing and learning, setting our spirits free.
From the laughter shared to the tears we shed,
Each moment a memory, in our hearts forever wed.

With each chapter closed, new ones begin,
A cycle of learning, again and again.
As students we stand, with futures bright,
Ready to soar into the vastness of night.