Thank you for setting the bar so high,
With expectations as vast as the endless sky.
How kind of you to deem me worthy,
Swift, steely, strong and sturdy .
So when today I face this herculean task
Of shunning my Herculean mask,
And finally pulling down the bar,
That has stretched my spine way too far,
Pray, don’t fret or frown,
When I have finally let you down.
While this shall greatly ease my worry-
I promise I shall always be sorry.
Pic: Watchers at ArtoonsInn Poetry Parlour