Oh, let me count the ways,
But before that, let it be understood,
It’s a treacherous maze,
First I took Beauty, Power, Thought and Fun,
Those, I weighed equally,
Then Message, Technique, Meter, Impact, Form,
Lastly, not least, Originality,
Scoring all these, I achieved some order,
But poems ain’t numbers,
So I wrapped my heart softly with your words,
Verse must rouse one’s slumber.
But they all did!
See the difficulty?
Keep on expressing yourself to the world,
Those that won represent you all to me.