Many Seasons In Time

That it seems beneath the dignity of the literary critics to criticize one like me my rhymes have to be rough And this has me to feeling that as a rhymer i am not good enough And since lack of recognition is not healthy for one's self esteem I must try my best to improve as a rhymer it does seem For so many years i have been a rhyming buff One who has written a whole heap of rhyming stuff Yet i cannot lay claim to the title of poet Nor am i one worthy of any literary note Some advise me since for it i never receive any pay That maybe i ought to give penning of rhyme away But to my literary advisers i always does say That i hope to be rhyming on my life's final day Forty four years ago i penned my first rhyme And this is going back many Seasons in time.