The escape which led to sanctuary

Clearly Lady Luck was present in this story that we hear
A pregnant mum jumped some eight feet the spirit in her and the fear
Building she was frightened on the way she felt
To the bloody death camp that was what was dealt
Transit to the iron gates the place of death was where
She had been consigned to
And clearly her despair
She left the ruddy transit and legged it down the street
And was found and rescued by a friend and life appeared complete
Injured but to sanctuary. With angels she would be
Resting with her calf together
Clearly luckily
They called the baby Winter
Together both now be
Life for them is together
Thank goodness and fortunately
Are happy

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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