Sometimes I just have the urge to create,
To let my hands and fingers get dirty--
And I sit around thinking what image
Can serve at least one purpose...
Should I create something for beauty
Or perhaps something more practical...
Something for the world to use
Or just something for me.
Weeks pass, days come and go
But this urge to create never leaves--
So every once in awhile, I succumb
Forget everything I have to do
Discard obligation for joy
And create something--
Anything.