A lamb standing

Posted on June 21, 2023 by Rex Tyler

A puddle of blood
Came from my mama
She’s gone to the Rainbow Bridge
Via the North Star
To the sparkling waters
Where beautiful flowers
And fabulous herbs grow
In silver snow showers
Murdered right here
Her throat bleeding so
Stripped of her precious skin
My mother oh,0!
Crying aloud
Blood everywhere
As her eyes closed tight
And she choked on the air

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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