Glastonbury

Posted on March 31, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Glastonbury’s sweep of consciousness
Displayed for eyes to see
The TOR a bank of greenery
St Michael’s Tower it be
A pinnacle still standing
An edifice of fate
Once a monastery of method
That surely did create
This footprint of our History
Emblazoned on the scene
Whose Forever changing scenic soul
Depicts the colour green

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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