Copyright 2007

I think a peacock knows,

Not how his own tail grows,

A vanity,


No egotistic crows.

I dreamt I heard one say,

About his grand array,

"Not me, my skill,

But you, and love,

Inspire my display."

Some people love their wealth,

And some find pride in health,

But as for me,

It's loving you,

That makes me love myself.