A tiny grain, a whispered word,

A yearning mind, a song unheard.

Education’s call, a gentle plea,

To unlock minds, and set them free.

From humble seeds, slowly grows,

With knowledge gained, a spirit glows.

Each lesson learned, a branch takes flight,

Reaching for truth, with all its might.

The sun of wisdom, gives light,

Nourishes growth, with pure delight.

The rain of learning, soft and deep,

Helps understanding gently sleep.

The storms of doubt, may fiercely blow,

But sturdy roots, will help it grow.

Through trials faced, and lessons won,

A mighty tree, its course is run.

Its leaves of wisdom, spread so wide,

A shelter built, with strength and pride.

 A legacy left, for all to see,

The power held, in education’s decree.