Gypsy Prince
I was an outsider but allowed into their tribe,
because of a trust that was understood.
We traveled along at a leisurely pace,
my heart was calm with this peace.
They bestowed upon me a sign of respect
and I wanted for nothing as a prince.
A band of Gypsies became my home,
with a long unity of and way of life.
Their culture so rich and a people shine
with a profound love for ancestral clan.
I roam each day and night solely free,
and care for this camp of Rom gypsy.
Each night I sleep with Highland dreams,
of a family that I missed and longed to see.
They're all there, my cousins and kinsmen,
Locked away memories so precious to me.
