The Peacock

04 Thursday Jun 2015

I stumbled into

A secret garden

Hidden behind

A huge oak door

And found magic

An unknown gardener

With a loving hand

Had created

A floral peacock

Of simple white flowers

More beautiful

Than the bejewelled creature

It emulated

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