Lyrics

Miss Sandra
In a sunlit room where colors dance and play,
A teacher stands, guiding hearts every day.
With brush in hand and wisdom in her gaze,
She ignites the spark, sets creativity ablaze.

Her laughter echoes, a melody so sweet,
In every stroke, her passion and patience meet.
She teaches not just technique, but to feel,
To see the world anew, to dream and to heal.

Canvas whispers secrets, waiting to be found,
With each vibrant hue, her students are unbound.
She nurtures their visions, encourages their voice,
In her artful kingdom, they rejoice.

Through trials of paint and layers of doubt,
She shows them the beauty that life’s all about.
With every masterpiece, a piece of her heart,
A legacy woven, where every soul is an art.

So here’s to the teacher, so wise and so bold,
A sculptor of dreams, with a spirit of gold.
In the gallery of life, her influence will stay,
An artist of minds, lighting the way.