To teachers patient, kind, and bright,Who shape young minds and give them sight,
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In classrooms where the young minds play,
Teachers guiding night to day,
With patience like the endless sea,
And kindness setting spirits free.
They shape the thoughts unseen, unknown,
Planting seeds long overgrown.
With wisdom's torch, they give us sight,
Turning shadows into light.
Their voices echo through the years,
Inspiring dreams, dispelling fears.
To those who teach with heart and grace,
We owe the world, a better place.