Gypsy Thoughts
Judge me.
I strongly wish that I were a gypsy.
"I love the feeling down inside me
That says to run away
To come and be a gypsy
And laugh the gypsy way.
The tangy taste of apples,
The snowy mist at morn,
The wanderlust inside you
When you hear the huntsman's horn"
~Jacqueline Bouvier "Thoughts"
But whoever said that I cannot be one if I delightedly choose so?
It is settled.
I am to be a gypsy today, and tomorrow,
and for however long I wish.
How forever long I wish.
*Wanderlust is a delightful urge to explore and wander through the world or even the dreamland of the world, I so believe. It is quite irresistible and one must not ignore that hearty feeling that fills your soul.
I strongly wish that I were a gypsy.
"I love the feeling down inside me
That says to run away
To come and be a gypsy
And laugh the gypsy way.
The tangy taste of apples,
The snowy mist at morn,
The wanderlust inside you
When you hear the huntsman's horn"
~Jacqueline Bouvier "Thoughts"
But whoever said that I cannot be one if I delightedly choose so?
It is settled.
I am to be a gypsy today, and tomorrow,
and for however long I wish.
How forever long I wish.
*Wanderlust is a delightful urge to explore and wander through the world or even the dreamland of the world, I so believe. It is quite irresistible and one must not ignore that hearty feeling that fills your soul.
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