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GYPSY HEAVEN, by            
First Line: When all the seasons forming life have passed
Last Line: Where I may dance beneath a laughing sky.
Subject(s): Heaven; Seasons; Paradise


When all the seasons forming life have passed,
With gifts of rain and trying times of drought,
Till greybeard winter seals my sap at last
And I may put no later blossoms out.

Oh Lord, transplant me, not to ordered beds,
Precisely made for cloister-pacing saints;
Where pure and virtuous lilies raise their heads
But every earthly laughter droops and faints.

On Heaven's outer edge the wildflowers grow
(I dreamed the place; a stream runs gaily by);
It's there, dear Lord, that I would rather go,
Where I may dance beneath a laughing sky.





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