In the morning light, a new day begins,
With books in hand, and dreams to chase,
The classroom hums with whispered hopes,
A symphony of knowledge in every face.

Through the hallways, stories unfold,
Of friendships born and lessons learned,
A tapestry of laughter and tears,
In every corner, a new page turned.

As the sun dips low, the world slows down,
The library’s glow a gentle embrace,
Silent whispers of pages turning,
In the quiet, we find our place.

Night falls gently, stars start to gleam,
Mind at peace, yet eager for more,
In the dreams of students lies a world,
Awaiting journeys never explored.