No more

Posted on November 3, 2025 by Rex Tyler

When I’m no more

where will I be

dust in some urn

not able to see

my home

all the hard work

my  dear Friend

just gone

Thrown over the mountains

or just sprinkled upon

 

I cry in my soul

as each day passes by

and my journey ends

so upset am I

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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