Many Seasons In Time

That it seems beneath the dignity of the literary critics to criticize one like me my rhymes have to be rough
And this has me to feeling that as a rhymer i am not good enough
And since lack of recognition is not healthy for one's self esteem
I must try my best to improve as a rhymer it does seem
For so many years i have been a rhyming buff
One who has written a whole heap of rhyming stuff
Yet i cannot lay claim to the title of poet
Nor am i one worthy of any literary note
Some advise me since for it i never receive any pay
That maybe i ought to give penning of rhyme away
But to my literary advisers i always does say
That i hope to be rhyming on my life's final day
Forty four years ago i penned my first rhyme
And this is going back many Seasons in time.