My front garden

Posted on June 5, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Little perhaps
Clearly in the laps
Of goddesses certain and free
Beautiful blossoms wild as the wind
Coupled with herbage that be
Sustaining containing creating
A purposeful valuable place
Just full of vibrations of visionary spaces
Where insects and others do grace
My little front garden
A heritage charming
Wonderful fragrant
And beautifully calming.

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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