In corridors of knowledge, they stand tall,
Guiding us through every rise and fall.
With patience and wisdom, they light our way,
Turning darkness into the bright of day.
Their voices echo in the halls of time,
Teaching us to reason, to dream, to climb.
Through every lesson, both big and small,
They nurture our minds, inspiring us all.
Beneath their guidance, our spirits bloom,
Breaking free from ignorance’s gloom.
They plant the seeds of curiosity,
And watch us grow with utmost felicity.
To teachers, our guiding stars so bright,
We owe our paths, our future light.
Forever grateful, we stand and cheer,
For their love and wisdom, year after year.