I'Ve Written Of

I've written of Nature and Nature's beauty I've seen Of the bluebells in Spring on the ditch of the bohreen And I've written about the paddocks bare and brown Of the quiet outback far from the nearest town. I've written of animals, insects and bees And territorial songbirds singing on sunlit trees And I've written of fish and amphibians and flowers And of rivers flowing bank high swollen by heavy showers. I've written of people I know and have known And though my rhymes may not be good they are surely my own For they came from me that I vouch to be true And I only ask out of life what I am due. Penning of rhyme is a 'hungry belly game' some are known to say Yet in Nature and life something to write about every day And though I am not a poet I have said that before I write for the love of it and nothing more. I've written of the fellow who grieves for his wife And I've written of love and I've written of life And though my best years to the long forgotten have gone For as long as I live I will be penning on.