OPEN YOUR MIND

open your mind
we meet above the blue earth
a pure white feather falls softly down
i want to lavish my love with hugs
im sure i have the strength within
to protect the one i love
i have invisible wings
look you have them too
open your mind

PARENTS AND TEACHER WORKING TOGETHER

i dreamed i stood in a studio
and watched two scuptors there
the clay they used was a young child's mind
and they fashion it with care
one was a teacher the tools being used
were books music and art
one parent with a guiding hand
and a gentle loving heart
day after day the teacher toiled
with touch that was deft and sure
while the parent laboured just as hard
and polished and smooth it o'er
when at last their task was done
they were proud of what they had wrought
for the things they had moulded into the child
could neither be sold or bought
and both agreed they would have failed
if they had worked alone
for behind the parents stood the school
and behind the teacher the home