I believe I have a muse
she came into existence,
about the time I joined this site
she majors in persistence.

Kind of like a little kid,
that tugs on Mother's legs.
"How about this?" "Or maybe that?'
whispering,she begs.

So to make her happy,
on my shoulder, she will grin.
"So is this how you figure
the story should begin?"

I don't feel quite so alone
now that I have my muse.
We work together as a team,
and welcome your reviews.