Samhain Eve

Posted on November 1, 2022 by Rex Tyler

The deer wet through and turning
Tousled & torn they be
Shuffling uneasy
For clearly they r free
Staring into headlights
Lost souls might I say
Ravaged by a wintry lash
Their eyes were forlornly
All over the place
This Samhain night
A hazard seemingly

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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