In the quiet room, a beacon shines,
A guiding light through tangled minds.
With wisdom wrapped in gentle words,
A teacher’s voice is softly heard.

Their patience sows the seeds of dreams,
Nurturing hope with endless streams.
Through lessons woven with care and grace,
They shape the future, face to face.

In every question, they plant a spark,
Igniting flames in hearts left dark.
Through trials and errors, they guide the way,
Turning night to a brighter day.

With every step, their legacy grows,
A garden of knowledge that forever flows.
In every life they touch and mold,
A story of courage and wisdom told.