Any hope of success as a writer from me has long gone
But i enjoy rhyming so i will rhyme on
And hopefully this will be till my life's last night and day
Only in death i will give rhyming away
Far south of the waterways of the shy river trout
So many things in life for me for to pen rhymes about
The rhymes i pen easy to read and recite
That comes to me without much effort to write
And so much to write on of Nature out there
The beauty that is around me everywhere
The songs of the birds and the buzzing of the bees
And the sound of the freshening wind in the trees
I am not a poet such a title not for me
An ordinary rhymer is all i can be.
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