Ruth Pitter

F Francis Duggan
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Ruth Pitter from Ilford a laureate of rhyme Her verses live on through the Seasons of time Though her poems are not quite as popular as they ought to be As a poet she was not what you would call ordinary Ruth pitter is deceased the life from her long gone But the poems she gave birth to are living on One of the last great rhyme poets of her one could say With rhyming words she surely did have a way In the twenty first century poetry change is happening fast And rhyme is now seen as a thing of the past But rhyme is not dead yet despite the negative press And a preference for poems that rhyme some do express And though Ruth Pitter the poet a score of years with the dead By lovers of rhyming poetry her poems are still read.

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