IF I BE HUMBLE AND SO MEEK (Honoring a Poet Sage)

The more I read about this tale,
The more my poems seem so pale.

Not shining bright for your delight,
A master’s poems out of sight!

You must consider great the craft,
A poet tinkering with a draft.

To turn this draft into an art,
From which a reader cannot part.

That is a poem I should write;
One you consider not too trite.

I bid you thus to take a peek;
If I be humble and so meek.

Perhaps a comment, here or there,
Would show to me that you do care.

To humor me in some nice way;
To lift me up, and make my day.

No pigtails wear I on my head.
The cap I sport must do instead.

To cover lack of hair up there.
The hat’s my fashionable wear.

I see the twinkle in your eye.
Far better it, than just a sigh.

So thank you much for reading this.
Now I can rest and feel some bliss.