Salute BRAVE Teacher

In a quiet classroom when shadows creep,

The long corridor you’ve always kept clean,

There are stories to tell;

Each lesson of sweat,

Every staying up late,

Each teaching with a smile;

Each frustration over a clue,

The happiness you spent with kids,

The indifference of the colleagues,

And sometimes arguments at their finest.

And most of the time the isolation from the leaders,

All these speak the truth: you’re a fighter!

With every stumble, with every fall,

You rise again; you stand up tall.

The world may turn a blind eye now,

But the stars still shine, and they know how.

You guide the weary, the lost, the naive,

You shore up those who are pursuing achievements,

And that’s your win! Keep the faith.

So, hold on tight, don’t lose your way,

The dawn will break; it’s just a test,

Your hard work whispers, “I am not vain”.

Each effort counts, through joy and pain,

In the matter of time, your thread will gleam,

For every tear that has graced your cheeks,

Is a step toward the future you seek,

So, lift your chin, let courage swell,

In the depths of struggle, you’ll find your spell.

For someday soon, they will see,

The brilliance that lies in the heart and soul,

Keep your faith alive, let your hopes ignite,

For you are a BRAVE teacher,

With every heartbeat, with every breath,

You’re crafting a legacy that conquers death.

So, hold on, brave teacher, the journey’s not done,

Your story is waiting, your victory’s begun.

In the tapestry of life, you’ll find your place,

A shining beacon of strength and grace.

Remember the seeds your soul will sow,

You will reap someday.

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