In the quiet of the morning, they prepare,
A lesson plan, a guiding hand, a heart that cares.
With wisdom deep and patience wide,
They stand by us, our constant guide.

Through every question, every doubt,
They lift us up, they help us out.
With every lesson, every word,
They shape our minds, they make us heard.

In the classroom’s sacred space,
They nurture dreams, they set the pace.
With every smile, every frown,
They build us up, they never let us down.

And as the years go swiftly by,
Their teachings stay, they never die.
For in our hearts, their light will shine,
Our eternal mentors, forever kind.