Gypsy Woman
Amidst the roaring of speeding cars
The honking of frustrated drivers
The pitter-patter of quickened paces
Lies a lone gypsy woman

Standing calmly by the sidewalk
She plays a battered violin
A violin with one string missing
Yet, oblivious to this technical fault, she plays on....

Lowered eyes, lips slightly parted
She renders a beautiful composition
Is it Beethoven? Is it Mozart?
No, its an individual expression of art

The people merely go passing by
Some give disgusted looks of contempt
Whose this crazy woman
No ambition! Shes just letting life go by

Oh! you self righteous passerbys
Look past this gypsy woman's tattered clothes
Look beyond her mangled hair
Take a moment to gaze into her eyes

You will find beauty sublime
The flicker of joy
that lights up her entire face
As she plays her self composed tune..

The spell of magic that envelops her
The music that draws her in
Immerses her in its grandeur
And leaves her blissful and content
In tune with her own soul
At peace with the world......

Author Unknown

Thanks for being SO concerned as it touches my
soul.

BUT I must add that there are three people here on
the stream who know exactly who I am.

One of which gave me this blog, the other seems to
play some kind of head games with people here.

I can say that I live in Ky, (Kenton County) and this
blogger knows this nery well. As I too used to be a
friend.

What a shame to play people off, when you're living a
LIE!