Maturing Poet

When fountain pen replaced the quill,
It was touted a sure success.
The ball point pen succeeding this,
Hailed as a wonderment, no less.

The once marvelous typewriter
Has into history faded.
Computer purchased yesterday
Is fast becoming outdated.

If my poems were as clever
And smart, as instruments I use,
My writings would be exquisites,
Not one editor could refuse.

William Shakespeare would be passe
And I'd be "Poet of the Day"!