In the quiet of the morning,
The teacher stands tall, ready to impart,
Knowledge, wisdom, and the art of knowing,
A beacon of light, touching every heart.

With patience, they guide each curious mind,
Through the labyrinth of thoughts and dreams,
Nurturing seeds of potential they find,
In a world where nothing is quite as it seems.

Their voice, a melody of gentle care,
Encouraging words that lift the soul,
In their presence, we find comfort rare,
Their influence making us whole.

As days turn to years, the lessons remain,
Etched in our hearts, forever clear,
The teacher’s wisdom, an endless gain,
A legacy of love, ever near.