I DREAMED I STOOD IN A STUDIO

AND WATCHED TWO SCULPTORS THERE

THE CLAY THEY USED WAS A YOUNG CHILDS MIND


AND FASHIONED IT WITH CARE

ONE WAS A TEACHER - THE TOOLS SHE USED

WERE BOOKS MUSIC AND ART

THE OTHER, A PARENT, WORKED WITH A GUIDING BAND

AND A GENTLE LOVING HEART

DAY AFTER DAY, THE TEACHER TOILED WITH A TOUCH

THAT WAS DEFT AND SURE

WHILE THE PARENT STOOD ALONGSIDE

AND POLISHED AN' SMOOTHED IT O'ER

AND WHEN THEIR TASK WAS DONE

THEY WERE PROUD OF WHAT THEY HAD WROUGHT

FOR THE THINGS THEY HAD MOULDED INTO THE CHILD

COULD NIETHER BE SOLD NOR BOUGHT

AND EACH AGREED THAT THEY WOULD HAVE FAILED

IF EACH HAD WORKED ALONE

FOR BEHIND THE PARENT STOOD THE SCHOOL

AND BEHIND THE TEACHER THE HOME.