A gypsy life

My gypsy soul is never at strife

To fit my super gypsy life!



Greens and rains make me smile

The city buzz is not missed even awhile.



No mad rush, no haughty glances,

Slow is the pace but happy are the faces.



I love the lingering calmness,

Kindness is abounding in remoteness.



These simple people make me realize;

Being tender is still worth a prize.