In the quiet halls where whispers roam,
The seeds of knowledge find their home,
Beneath the gaze of books so grand,
A world of wonders close at hand.

Each lesson taught, a story told,
In youthful hearts, the dreams unfold,
The chalk and board, the pen and page,
Ignite the spark at every stage.

Teachers guide with gentle grace,
Unveiling truths in every space,
With every question, every quest,
They nurture minds to be their best.

So let us cherish every day,
The gift of learning on display,
For in these halls, futures are bright,
Illuminated by knowledge’s light.