The Crows

Posted on March 4, 2022 by Rex Tyler

the Beech is hardly moving

a fine old smooth trunk soars

lacy branches tangling with telephone wires

the Crows no one ignores

their  tuxedo’s shiny black

confident and assertive

totally unafraid

daffodils so  happily

really on parade

 

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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