In the classroom where dreams take flight,
Knowledge blooms in morning light.
The chalkboard whispers tales anew,
Lessons learned in varied hue.

Desks aligned in perfect rows,
A sea of minds where wisdom flows.
Pens and papers, silent tools,
Crafting futures, breaking rules.

Voices rise in curious song,
Asking questions, right or wrong.
The teacher’s guidance, firm yet kind,
Ignites the spark in every mind.

When the bell rings, the journey’s start,
Each student leaves with fuller heart.
The classroom, more than walls and chairs,
A place where hope and dreams repair.