Looking up, for that's where we're aiming,

We never look back, our past is for framing.

We march across campus, through the dry snow,

Man I wish I had time to blow.

If we keep our heads in the books all the time,

we will never see what may pass by.

Friends, gatherings, joyous events,

Our education is what we'll invest in instead.

Balance is key to making things work,

between school, a job, and lessons to learn.

Inside the classroom we learn about numbers,

But only with others we'll see life's true wonders.