One day, a peehen was walking along the lawn, and she saw a peacock. "Why hello, Ernold." 
"Hi, Jukebox."
"Would you like to hear my poem?"
"Sure. No wonder your parents call you 'Jukebox' (sigh), but sure."
On Ernold, how I love you,
Just a peacock in my dreams,
I hope I am just a peehen in a fantasy
But oh we could be together,
If you'd just love me,
and my feathers.


Ann Daniels
06/22/2013 10:18am

This little poetic piece of writing is one of my favorites written by you. I like the last line...if you'd just love me and my feathers. I also think her name, Jukebox, is a fun touch to our poem!


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