Oh to be an artist To have the joy of creating The joy of making To have a kid say "that's my favorite" And it was made by you To be a designer Of emotions Whether they are seen Or heard Or read Or felt You created it But Oh to be the muse To know whatever was created Was inspired by your mere presence To have a kid say "that's my favorite" And have it be you To be an inspiration For emotion Whether it is seen Or heard Or read Or felt You are it But which to choose The artist or the muse I think I'll be both For the muse can create And the artist inspire For being only one or the other Would deprive me of half of these joys And I shall be my own muse and artist