What An Honour Poem by me poet yeps poet

No one can give
all hanker for
NOBEL
none will ever give

Believe you me
I ran after it
gave me only
disappointment
truly

Now having settled
at the NIAGARA'S water level
I have no desire left

I feel so elated
when poets with stature
comment on my smaller poetry

off and on they capture
and
what do they do

REPLANT MY ENTIRE POEM
as a compliment /comment
(on my poem)

They help me wash my eyes
as the QUEEN OF MIST
NIAGARA now cries
as the water solidifies