Glastonbury

Posted on June 7, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Like a beacon in the mists of time
St Michael’s Tower it rises
Into the sky the ever changing paradigm
Surprises
Glastonbury the levels even the daily sheep
Scoffing down the magic grass
Before they go to sleep

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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