I Have Written The Rhymes

I have written the rhymes of the birds and the bees
And the wildflowers of Nature and bushes and trees
And of life forms that fly or swim, walk or crawl
And of creatures quite big and creatures quite small
I have written of love and of people of sorrow and joy
Of love's bliss and heartache and the war orphaned boy
And a rhymer i will be till the day i do die
If i did tell you differently that would be a lie
As a young man i often imagined myself as a poet
One wealthy and worthy of literary note
My over energized imagination on me did run rife
Back then i did seem detached from the realities of life
I have written the rhymes about many a thing
The jingles in my brain they do love to sing.