Joan wrote this poem in happier days. Sadly Joan’s skin cancer has returned but the good news is it has been caught in time. Her cancer is in the face and is the fastest type of skin cancer. This poem was written a long time ago and the sister she is talking about sadly has passed away.
I hope it brings a smile to everyone.

A Peacock’s Love Affair

By Joan Wilson

I was driving with my invalid sister a few evenings ago
The sun was just setting and we were going quite slow,
Stopping occasionally to comment at what I was seeing
And describing the properties so fine and appealing.

Beautiful buildings are going up everywhere
Private homes, condominiums and even timeshare
Are all a favourite way of living for nearly everyone
More time for family and friends when day is done.

Driving on the scenic route we stopped for a while
To admire the ocean and the breakers so wild.
This chain of rock can be hazardous at times
But it’s protected this Island from the beginning of time.

Finally, we turned off the main thoroughfare
To visit some of nature’s finest birds of Belaire
Late in the evening they’re nearly all in the street
Just being very friendly or looking for a treat.

We were both delighted to see this gorgeous peacock
With his upper tail spread and tipped with ocellated spots
He didn’t pay us much mind – he was much too busy
In fact I’d say, “He was in quite a tizzy.”

You see, there was a shiny black car parked quite near
And this peacock approached it without any fear.
He was so attracted to the reflection he was seeing
He gave himself a peck which seemed so pleasing.

But that peck set the car’s alarm off and it was so deafening
And this proud love-sick peacock kept running around and pecking
The alarm kept going, it was attracting quite a crowd
And we couldn’t hear ourselves speak it was so loud.

This noise went on for ages but the peacock wouldn’t quit
He loved his own reflection and didn’t mind the noise a bit.
We sat there for ages, entertained by this love affair
While the peacock kept pecking at this bird so fair.

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