In Your Glorious Days, You Shine So Bright

In your glorious days, you shine so bright

your neck held up so bold.

Your feathers, gleaming in the night

your heart made out of gold.

A tiara perched elegantly

on your head is what we see,

You stand up tall so perfectly

as your face lights up with glee.

Even if food was hard to find,

You still rise tall with grace,

Despite the rough, you still manage to shine

All tournaments, you shall ace.

Your presence demands honor and respect

to all those near you,

When enemy comes you're still confident

that 'they' will be the one to lose.

Your feathers reflect your elegant eye

as you broadly present your rear

Fanning them as you let out a cry

clutching on the rock, for victory is clear.

In your glorious days, you shine so bright,

your eyes as sharp as a hawks'.

Your feathers, gleaming in the night.

For you are, just like my peacock.

Author's Note

written: Oct 2022