Though My Best Years In Life Poem by Francis Duggan

Though My Best Years In Life



Though my best years in life to the forever gone
Three score years and six and i am rhyming on
And though i hope to be rhyming till my life's final day
On that destiny will have the final say
I never pretended that i was a poet
Nor am i one worthy of literary note
I have been called an addictive rhymer this well may be
Though rhyming a source of enjoyment for me
In nineteen seventy three in my life's prime
Far north of where i now live i penned my first rhyme
And though my worth as a rhymer i always do doubt
Never shortage of things for me to rhyme about
My best days in life are in the distant past
And each rhyme i pen one nearer to my last.

Thursday, July 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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