False Pride

Peacocks have feathers that delight,
It is the most glorious sight.
To see this magnificent array,
Of a Peacocks plumage on display.

The peacock is full of pride,
This fact the peacock does not try to hide,
He struts with an air of superiority,
As he knows, he is in the minority

The peahen does not care a jot,
She is satisfied with her lot
If it weren't for this plain peahen,
We would never see another peacock again.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 23, 2021 at 1:47 AM
If I was a peahen I would be angry as h...., so I am not the peahen of whom you speak obviously.
Hawkins Avatar
October 24, 2021 at 12:18 AM
She was a clever old bird, she realised there would not be any pea anything without each other. She could give birth to him as she was the hen, and for all his grandeur he was not able to physically give birth to anything. Pitiful piece of poultry!
Leffanta Avatar
October 16, 2021 at 11:52 AM
Thoroughly enjoyed! Well said! Aloha!
Hawkins Avatar
October 16, 2021 at 6:37 PM
G'Day Rico, Many thanks for your encouraging comments. So pleased you enjoyed the read, Hope all is well with you and yours.
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