Cherry ripe

a stormy May day

the wind blowing away

birds on the wing

are sheltering

cherries on the tree

some three by three

hanging on for dear life

just wanting to be

ripe full of flavour

later on bold and red

not blown off and lying

unripe and then dead

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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