Holes and drawers

A hole in the ground
Where the maggots may come
To gnaw at my flesh
And of course I have some
Or an urn in some drawer
With some ashes from me
You could put in your garden
Where I’d like to be
My soul will have flown to
The bijou and I
Will watch you each day
With a tear in each eye

Wishing above all else
I could have stayed
Close to your heart
I would never have strayed
For my love is as deep
As the ocean can be
And I do so regret
I could not be with thee

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About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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