[Verse 1] At the front doors, morning gathers on the glass, Pilar checks the papers, lets the hurried people pass. A question comes, a schedule slips, a phone begins to ring; She takes each thing in measured hands and sets it right again. [Chorus] Pilar, steady as the line drawn through a page, You make a crowded day feel simpler, calm and clear. I see the skill behind the quiet way you work, And the grace you carry with you everywhere. [Verse 2] Down the corridor, the briefcase at your side, You know which detail matters and which worry can subside. At the range, your careful focus holds; your judgment stays exact, Then back among the working hours, you bring that balance back. [Chorus] Pilar, steady as the line drawn through a page, You make a crowded day feel simpler, calm and clear. I see the skill behind the quiet way you work, And the grace you carry with you everywhere. [Bridge] I’m your principal; I keep my praise sincere, There’s respect in what I notice, and I’ll leave it there. Those bright, thoughtful eyes, that composed and open face— Beauty needs no grand announcement; it is simply part of your grace. [Final Chorus] Pilar, steady as the line drawn through a page, You make a crowded day feel simpler, calm and clear. For the care, the poise, the work you do so well, I’m grateful for the steadiness you bring here. [Outro] The doors swing wide; the day moves on. You meet it with your usual calm.
