The breath

The breath of the vixen

always warm always strong

in the earth of my dreams

where I felt we belong

a softness a calmness

a beautiful hue

with our cubs

we did share

life that was new

far away there was warring

hunters in gear

hounds lapping passed us

violence and tear

our thoughts were our thoughts

sublimely shared

her breath and her heart beat

an I wasn’t scared

never worried abo ut us

for here in God’s earth

a family of caring

and witnessing birth

 

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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