I Never Did Claim Poem by Francis Duggan

I never did claim to be worthy of note
And you've never heard me say that I am a poet
I am one who has penned reams of doggerel
And why should I fear death if living is hell
Of Summer and Autumn, Winter and Spring
The Seasons of Nature the praises I sing
The life forms of land and of river and sea
Nature and her secrets a mystery to me
I have loved our Earth Mother since I was a boy
And walks in her woods and parks I enjoy
The songs of the birds and the soughing of the breeze
That makes rustling sounds amongst the leafy trees
A penner of slipshod rhyme may describe me
Since a poet I could never profess for to be.