Reaching For The Sky

My many little tales and rhymes

Could be false or true,

I enjoy relating them,

Forgive me, if they`re boring you.

A pen is always kept to hand

So poems I jot down,

Often on a reread

They only bring a frown.

A few have made it to my website

The rest have settled here,

One day, I pray,

I`ll write my masterpiece

But unlikely soon I fear.

If forever it eludes me

At least I had a try,

Also enjoyed myself

Reaching for the sky.



That old saying, 'never give up'

Is registered in my brain,

I hope I can recall that thought

My perseverance to retain.