Is there yet room within your caring heart?
(As this poetic piece would find a space
For what would prove to be a poet's 'art'
That wears the worn accoutrements of grace).
Is there yet room for what some critic's curse:
For what an aging bard may dare display?
(Who, over time, has gone from bad to worse
As would-be work would justify his day).
Now, should there be, do give an ear or eye,
And make of good intentions what is meet,
Or what may prove the cause that begs the sigh,
Which, cherry-like, though proving tart, is sweet.
Yes, should there be, do grant it, if you would,
And may it seem (should grace embrace it) good!