Greetings gypsy,
You've crossed seas You traveled through time You walked through security And dreaded those lines Your passport is torn at its corner Your suitcase is ripped You were labeled 'a foreigner' Even when you lived on a ship. You met with remarkable people Even fell in love with a few And everywhere you went You were always 'that jew' Some fought for you, And some - for your demise But you've made it, dear gypsy, Maybe due to your guise And what will you teach us? An old traveling soul That through wars and persecution Rose up ten feet tall? "I am no different Than the girl next door. If you peek at our insides: We are one at our core Fear not of us gypsies Traveling nearby Start by waving hello And/or saying goodbye" 'Till we meet again On land or at sea Farewell, dear gypsy Thanks for teaching me. ***
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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