Where Learning Meets Compassion

Abstract

In rooms where patience gently grows,
And learning moves at its own pace,
Hands are held, and hearts are known,
Each child seen, each child embraced.

Letters bend and numbers sway,
Lessons change from day to day,
Not to fit a narrow mold,
But to let each mind unfold.

Progress comes in steps so small,
A smile, a word, a brave first try,
Yet in these moments, quiet and tall,
Dreams are learning how to fly.

Teachers listen more than speak,
Finding strength in what seems weak,
Seeing light where others miss,
Turning effort into bliss.

Special education is not apart,
It is inclusion, love, and art—
A promise kept, a path made true,
Where every child belongs, learns, and shines through.