One was a teacher - the tools she used
Were book, music, and art.
The other, a parent, worked with a guiding hand
And a gentle, loving heart.

Day after day, the teacher toiled with touch
That was careful, deft and sure.
While the parents labored by his side
And polished and smoothed it o'er.

And when at last their work was done
They were proud of what they had wrought.
For things they had molded into the child
Could neither be sold nor bought.