Without my wings and what it brings

Wings I need though tiny
Without them I can’t fly
A chance 2launch out merrily
4A presence in the sky
Up w/wings a flapping
As 🐓’s a way
Though I left my feathers
I shan’t b made 2pay
My 🐓self&body
Feet flying @the rear
My tiny wings if frozen
Won’tget me out of here.

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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