I sent a poem the other day
For the editors to edit.
And this is what they had to say
Though it’s not much to my credit.
We thank you for your honest work
It was given our attention.
But we send it back without a quirk
Without the least pretension.
It was in our considered views
A thought that should be heeded.
But it’s just not something we could use
It’s not just what we needed.
Again we thank you for your poem
Our sorrow we’ve admitted.
You’ll always find us here at home
To study works submitted.
Undaunted I will act as though
My poem just made a hit.
Until it does you’ll never know
But what I care one wit.
Editor’s comment: see “Cold Within”