It Was My Love Of

For forty two years i have been a rhyming buff A fellow who has penned pages of rhyming stuff In the twenty first century in the age of the modern poet Rhymers like me not seen to be worthy of literary note But i do enjoy rhyming though my physical best years long gone A good enough reason for me to keep on rhyming on And what i enjoy doing why should i give away I hope to be rhyming on my life's final day Simple enough stuff easy to memorize and to recite The sort of rhymes i compose anybody could write But in writing rhymes for most never any monetary gain For the shortage of rhymers this well may explain But never any shortage of material for one to write rhymes about And of rhyming words so many of them one never does run out In literature rhymers will never again be to the fore It is just an enjoyable hobby and little else more I have been penning rhyme since nineteen seventy three It was my love of rhyme that made a rhymer of me And i hope to be rhyming on my life's final day For what i enjoy doing why should i give away.