The farmyard stresses

Purposeful allseeing
all feeling, they
Have suffered in silence
for many a day
Emotional cruelty silent perhaps
Heart broken often grief stricken wraps
Surrounding one’s soul urge
Takes and controls
The perils of farm life’s
Differing roles
The sweep of an eye
With bitter intent
Leave her be Sir
She was from Heaven sent

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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