For many Seasons i have been a rhyming buff
And over the years i have penned reams of stuff
Some four decades have passed since i penned my first rhyme
One surely can say this is going back in time
The physical best years of my life long gone
To rhyming i must be addicted to keep rhyming on
Some tell me that i ought to call it a day
That this penning of doggerel i should give away
But to their words i never do pay any heed
As their sort of advice i feel i do not need
For to be a good rhymer i may lack in the necessary skill
But i do enjoy rhyming and i always will
And since with rhyming words i am one who likes to have a play
No shortage of things to rhyme of every day
Today the sun is shining and the nectar gathering bees
Are buzzing whilst taking nectar from the blossoming trees
A warm day in mid February in the late Summer of the year
And the cooler Autumn weather in time now is near
One more rhyme to add to the many i have penned
I am doing something i love doing of that i won't pretend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your love or more appropriately your addiction for rhymes and rhyming comes to fore while reading this poem. This is an awesome piece of poetry. Thanks, Francis. I quote: For to be a good rhymer i may lack in the necessary skill But i do enjoy rhyming and i always will