Release the Autumn Gypsy,
O golden harvest moon
She longs to paint the season,
Rich in festive ornate hues
Jack Frost comes to play for her,
a cheery little tune
and dance with Autumn Gypsy,
beneath the harvest moon
She'll play her Spanish fiddle
and sing folksongs
tonight
she’ll dance the Flamenco
beneath the pale moon light
For tomorrow brings the close
to another harvest season
her work here is complete
without sorrow she’ll be leaving
Tis a gypsies life
of travel to and fro
never staying long,
but working as we go
A culture rich with lessons,
music, dance and folksong
and families that bond together
down the roads they travel on
Release the Autumn Gypsy
O golden harvest moon
Its time to paint the season
for the Gypsy leaves here soon
(Written by Arcticbreeze)
What a beautiful poem, Cielo. Loved it.... xoox laurie
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