Remember this

some are just that way 

they move on without an anchor

a road traveled for

hello’s, goodbye’s

the packing up and moving on.

Gypsy souls

mentored by change

love them or hate them

some learn promise a facade

time is just the waiting

if living past the hour.

There is a road traveled

with borrowed verbs

only few will tell the difference

with no such wanderings placated

by dreams intently sought


yet gypsy souls

are not so jaded

by forever

and forever naught


© Tammy Mezera 2015