In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace, A promise of service takes its place, Hands that work with gentle grace,…
In the quiet hours before the dawn, When the world still sleeps in dreams, There lies a soul toiling on,…
In the quiet dawn they rise, without complaint or sigh, Their dreams put on hold, for our future they vie.…
In the quiet morning light, they rise, With a heart that beats for the common good, Their eyes see beyond…
In halls of hope, where whispers weave, Nurses tread with hearts that cleave. Through nights so long and days so…
In halls of learning, wisdom’s light does shine, With patience and kindness, they guide our way. These guardians of knowledge,…
Success is not a distant gleam, It’s built on dreams and endless steam. With every step, we find our way,…
In times of need, a hand does rise, To serve with love, beneath the skies, A heart that beats with…
In the quiet nights, they stay awake, Weaving dreams for our tomorrow, Their hands, though weary, never break, Holding us…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, He rises before the break of day, With weary eyes that hold no…