Friendly Advice

I thank thee all ye readers mine,
If ye gaze down upon my lines,
For over them I pondered hard,
But that's the life I lead - the bard.

Now if you like them, do be pleased,
For this, my friend, will give me ease.
Yet if offense they give to thee,
Consider what that does to me.

I do not write to cause a tear,
Nay, rather just to thee endear.
Life may be cruel, yet in this while,
I mean to shower it with smiles.

So If you do not like them friend,
I beg of thee to read again,
And if you cannot find a line,
That ye can take and make it thine,
Then in my lines I must have failed,
So throw them in the garbage pail.