A cow feels spent not from feeding her calves
From cruelty everyday
Emotionally we stole her calves
She knew that
And did pay
A heavy price in sorrow milked for all she was worth
Knowing her calves had been-slaughtered
And its all made her lame
And we maybe to blame
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.