We do what we do for the knowledge we hold,
We say what we think to the futures in front of us yet to be told.
We deal with the problems at hand because that is our unsung duty,
And we never forget to stop and marvel at creative beauty.
Our tasks might be simple and clean or grand and complex,
but how we persevere will calm strained necks.
We stand at the doorway or in the front of the room,
To continue our stories to partial gloom.
We create, we nurture, we coach, we strive,
To teach our students with our own little jive.