The Rhymes I Write

The rhymes i write i found them in the river and in the valley and the the field and  lake
And  i found them where the wind soughs in the tall trees and i found them in the bird song at daybreak
And i found them in the lives of other people in their times of sorrow and their times of joy
And i found them in the children of the playground the skipping girl and the running boy

The rhymes i write i found them on the hedgerows and i found them on the bushes and the  trees
And i found them in the beauty of the wildflowers and the buzzings of the nectar gathering bees
And  i found  them in the warmth of the sunshine and i found them in the wind and in the rain
They came  to me for them i did not pay money and from them i do not expect any gain

The rhymes i write i found them on the  mountains and in the brown lark who to sing has to fly
Above the hill how sweetly he does carol a fading musical speck in the sky
I found them in the creatures of the darkness and i found them in the creatures of the day
I write them down for others for to read them and for them i do never receive pay

The rhymes i write are simple little ditties and easy to write as easy as can be
I am one of many ordinary rhymers there are many in the World just like me
I used to think when i was Seasons younger that one day i might grow to be a poet
But i remain an ordinary rhymer i will never know of literary note.