A tin of beans

A tin of beans for breakfast
In the safety of my car
Under a tumultuous dawn
Where you wonder
Who you are

A fine blue sky apparent
And a sheath of gold and cream
Where two hungry Kites are circling
In what is a sun laced stream

An ever changing vista
Missed by the masses who
Still snuggle tween their sheets me thinks
The sky becoming blue

With flakey creamy islets
Of cloud brightly on view

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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