In classrooms bright with dreams and light,
Young minds awake to future’s sight,
With books in hand and hearts so free,
They learn, explore, and start to see.

Each lesson builds a bridge so strong,
To worlds where they will soon belong,
Through numbers, words, and tales so grand,
They weave their future, hand in hand.

With every question, thought, and cheer,
They conquer doubt, embrace the near,
The seeds of knowledge, sown with care,
Will bloom in fields beyond compare.

So cherish these young hearts and minds,
In primary schools, where hope unwinds,
For in their growth, our future lies,
Beneath the ever-watching skies.