You In Your Ways

Should it really matter what you think of me I am an Irish person that is all I can be Born and raised in Claraghatlea a mile from Millstreet Town That remains as my only claim to renown. In thirty five years of penning a good span of time One can say I've written a whole heap of rhyme And though many my stuff may not read or recite I only write because I do love to write. To Nature I try my best to be a friend For our existence on her we do depend Her secrets from us she has hidden away And from her we do learn something new every day. So little in common we have for to share And what you think of me I am all too aware We do look at life one can say differently And you in your ways are quite different to me.