I have been writing rhymes since i was in my life's prime
And this is going back some four decades in time
Of people and nature and places and life i do write
For others if they so wish to for to read and recite
Just one who has written a whole heap of stuff
For many years i have been a rhyming buff
In literary circles not one to the fore
I write for enjoyment and little else more
Too old for to dream now of literary fame
Perhaps i will die as i live without much to my name
In my physical prime before time became my foe
I penned my first rhymes forty three years ago
And though my better days in the forever gone
For as long as i can do i will keep rhyming on.
Saturday, May 28, 2016
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