Wide eyed is the child
Flashing his crayon drawing
Designer, all smiles
At a wear of his making
Joy, the chef can't hide
At the meal's sensation
Tell me, who doesn't
Cherish his creation?
To kill one's darlings, tough it is
In creating, part of him is
All comes from an inspiration
Who doesn't love his creation?
The first creator teaches us
To serve a purpose, He made us
Whether good or bad, he loves us
Who doesn't love his creation?
