With rhyming words i am one who does love to play
An addiction for me too hard to give away
Forty four years ago when in my life's prime
In the Autumn of seventy three i penned my first rhyme
Though my worth as a rhymer i feel reason to doubt
So many things for me for to write rhymes about
On life and on Nature things to write of each day
Though very few writers for their written words receive pay
Quite easy to learn and memorize and recite
Rhyme is a thing that is easy to write
Not a hard thing to do you can have it from me
As i have penned many since nineteen seventy three
Those who tell you that rhymers are many and poets are few
Are not telling you anything that is new
Though some can see as much beauty in a weed as in a rose
We all look at things differently one does have to suppose
I never refer to myself as a poet
Nor am i one worthy of literary note
I am just one of those who enjoys penning rhyme
Something i have been doing for quite a long time.
Friday, November 24, 2017
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