<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=372403" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Peacock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A pleasant stroll, <br>The peacock takes<br>On its way back, <br>Each evening.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun has set; <br>The moon has come; <br>The air is cool; <br>’Tis twilight time! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The peacock walks<br>Effortlessly, <br>Amongst house-sites, <br>On lanes of own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All through the way, <br>It feeds on leaves<br>That sprouted new, <br>A few days’ old! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A feast to eyes<br>Of young and old, <br>The peacock runs<br>On seeing men.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hardy bird<br>With colored plumes<br>That gives its stroll, <br>A majesty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across the fence, <br>Over the bush, <br>It gently flies, <br>If need should rise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It makes no noise, <br>On way back home; <br>It has walked miles<br>Unknowingly! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No snake dare near<br>The alert bird<br>That wards off foes<br>By flying low.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when it’s dawn, <br>The dancing starts<br>On terraces, <br>As pea-hens watch! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The national bird<br>Of India, <br>Is protected: <br>‘So, please don’t kill! ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-6-2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Celes">John Celes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=372403" data-title="The Peacock de John Celes" data-description="A pleasant stroll, The peacock takes On its way back, Each evening. The sun has set; The moon has come; The air is cool; ’Tis twilight time! The peacock walks Effortlessly, Amongst house-sites, On lanes of own. All through the way, I..."></div> </div> </div>

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