Lynx

Posted on January 17, 2025 by Rex Tyler

He drew blood from this creature

This Lynx of high regard
Calls himself a hunting man
Already his soul scarred
A soul of instant loving
Higher than the sky
Beaten black and blue he was
The end game was no lie
Look into his eyes and cry

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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