This poem is dedicated to rose_dreamer who is a really good person and a nice friend:) and also to alex.
In this poem I tried to explain the beauty of a golden pheasant.
God's creation, so beautiful they are
Each part of them glowing like a shining star.
So many colours in one, how can it be
Staring at them leaves me in wonder if they are real or it is my imaginaton I see.
With their wings spread, how truly magnificient they look
I yearn to feel them with hands that shook.
I stared in awe at the alluring golden sight,
Lighting with its presence the dark night.
In my eyes the golden pheasant is the most pulchritude and graceful creature,
Indeed it is the most beautiful art of nature.
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