In a room where dreams are drawn, br Where light and knowledge blend at dawn, br I stand before young hearts and minds, br Guiding them as wisdom binds. br Each desk, a world, a story told, br Of hopes, of fears, of futures bold. br They look at me with eager eyes, br Expecting answers from the skies. br I see in them reflections true br Of who I was, of all I knew. br A journey taken step by step, br With lessons taught and promises kept. br Their laughter lifts the heavy days, br Their struggles too, in quiet ways. br Each mark of red, a gentle guide, br To steer them right, to walk beside. br Yet they teach me more than I could, br About the world, about what's good. br Their spirit brightens every room, br Even in moments filled with gloom. br And when they leap to journeys new, br A part of me goes with them too. br A silent song within their hearts br Of lessons learned where love imparts.