Something I Never Consider

For me no money or fame for writing rhyme Though it is something i have been doing for quite a long time As a rhymer not one to the literary fore It is just something i love doing and little else more Though my worth as a writer i have reason to doubt Every day something new for to write rhymes about My best years in life in the forever gone But the love of just doing it keeps me rhyming on How marvellous indeed the gift of memory I am rather lucky is how it seems to be In the beautiful things every day i does see That is living in Nature everywhere around me And lucky that i do enjoy writing rhyme Something i never consider as a waste of time.