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THE GYPSY ROAD, by            
First Line: The road is a gypsy, it calls night and day
Last Line: I hear it, I answer ... I am up and away!
Subject(s): Roads; Paths; Trails


The road is a gypsy, it calls night and day,
It whispers and beckons, I must up and away.

It slips from the east as a thin silver mist
And is lost in the western deep amethyst;
It is narrow, alluring, never goes straight,
And like a swift swallow it never can wait.

I must follow it over the shadowy hill,
Then down through the valley so cool and so still,
In and out the dim woodland where it quietly creeps
Till steeped in pine-fragrance, grows drowsy and sleeps.

On through old cities with their colorful lure
And lands of enchantment whose magic is sure,
By lake and by ocean it pauses to rest,
Then sweeps to the northward, or dips to the west.

My heart is a nomad, so why should I care
Which way the road travels? I find the way fair
When spring lights her tapers or summer moons glow
Or autumn's bright fires are banked with deep snow.

The road is a gypsy, it calls night and day,
I hear it, I answer ... I am up and away!





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