This is a tribute to Ma'am, one who is trying her best to push through a crash course in poetry writing for which I pray I'll measure up to her valiant efforts.
Fittingly I based it on her beautiful poem. Hopefully mine qualifies for a quatrain. Let's see.
I’m in Awe
It is beautiful, simple, mysterious and brief
Dare I venture in realms foreign to my mind
I struggled , awkward , rather crude I believe
Dare I, a novice attempt and persist in time
I’m trying, I’m trying ,pray be how do I fare
Inspired with her poem, it was such a feat
It was about what, a stable door, a mare?
How I’d wished I could be really that neat
I’ll plod on led by the hand to keep me in tow
But knowing she is there I would continue writing
To strive, to really try, a bliss, do I know?
Her poem about a horse? It is just fascinating !