Glastonbury

Posted on October 17, 2024 by Rex Tyler

An aura of grandeur
To a darkened degree
I am off to the Tor
The levels to see
Glastonbury’s sleeping
St Michael’s Tower
Is apparently lost
In the dark at this hour
No matter I still venture
Up the path to the sky
With a mug of hot water
And a piece of pie

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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