Our wild children

Posted on July 5, 2024 by Rex Tyler

Fair the well Michelle
foxes doth dwell
In a heavenly place seen as wild
Going to earth there in lies their worth
And dug out the wildest of child
Receives such torment
All it’s bold efforts spent
Ingloriously left defiled. 🦊

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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