Saturday, 8 September 2012


I was born a gypsy, I believe.
One day at a time I live.
Magical, mysterious and colours I like
Of institution, security and certainty I cry

I was born a gypsy, you see.
My future unsteady and unseen.
The road is my home where i run free
Responsibilities and duties not my thing.

I was born a gypsy, I know.
Took pleasure in all the little unknowns.
No single place to call my own.
My spirit is unleashed and free.


  1. Hello my dear.....Love to see you write again....

    And's short but sweet way to let out the heart....

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