This little table, these tiny chairs, the scattered crayons and paint
this was where it all began.

Where your hands first learned to hold pencils,
where colors spilled across paper,
where letters turned into sounds
and sounds slowly became words.

Side by side, you explored, painted, practiced,
laughed, learned, and grew
without even realizing you were building
the foundation of everything to come.

And now
you both walk hand in hand,
running up the school steps
ready and willing to learn,
carrying with you the love of learning
that first blossomed right here at home.

My little scholars,
my heart is so full watching you grow.