In halls of learning, dreams take flight,
Minds awaken, hearts ignite.
With books as maps, and pens as swords,
We traverse vast, uncharted worlds.
Teachers guide us, their wisdom shared,
Through trials and triumphs, theyâve always cared.
Each lesson learned, a stepping stone,
Building bridges to the unknown.
Knowledge blooms like flowers in spring,
Opening doors to everything.
From science, art, to historyâs tale,
Our quest for truth will never fail.
So let us cherish this sacred gift,
For education gives us a lift.
A beacon shining, ever bright,
Illuminating paths in the darkest night.