The Rhymer

~~I live in Nova Scotia,

A true Mari Timer!

Poetry is what I write,

They call me, “The Rhymer”.

Rhyming is a special gift.

The words, they always flow.

From my pen onto the paper,

That is where they go.

I like the way I write.

It happens most of the time;

Every second stanza

Will always have a rhyme.

A variety of good things,

Something positive!

That is how I write

With kind words to give.

The Rhymer

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