Canaan saw the peacock angel
Vision grew in his mind
Turquoise and silver metal
Feather plumes stood in line
Eve was on the veranda
Grass was brown and overgrown
April sky was dancing
Spared a chance almost blown
Canaan was no dancer
Yet he waltzed across Texas for a bird
Eve got so outrageous
Thought those plumes we meant for her
Canaan Eve and the peacock angel
Couldn't live under one roof
Glorious and beholden
Women men birds all get spooked