Face of Gypsy May

Gypsy May Kendall
By Linda A. Copp

Gypsy May Kendall
went running one day.
Went off on a rainbow,
up and away.

And she didn't come down,
'til the rains knocked her off,
'til the rainbow had splattered
to gray, soggy, stuff.
Rain Filled Clouds

And then she came tumbling
with a thud to the ground.
Smashed to the Earth
with the colors she'd found.

Now Gypsy's not running
no, not anymore.
She's broken to pieces,
she's there on the floor.

Lying there left with
the reasons she'd run.
Her flight, her escaping
all over and done.

Just the disappointments the pieces
of her flight and her toss.
Now hung up, and held here
she's nailed up and crossed.

By Linda A. Copp
©June 21, 1971

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