Gypsy Dreams

Come hither to my gypsy home,
where banners fly,
and faeries do roam.



Here time does slow,
and stress does flee,
allowing your dreams to flow fast and free.



We sing our songs by candle's light,
Old tales and new mix,
as our hearts take flight.



Slow your rhythm as best you are able,
the faeries are calling,
come join me now at my gypsy's table.



With a jingle and a ring,
and a bit of a shuffle,
the cards lay ready to sing.



A special message just for you,
They tell of your fortune,
They bring your future in view.



A journey lie ahead,
filled with blessings and bliss,
to see other gypsies,
whose parties you won't want to miss!



The Queen says you must be leaving,
For more fun lie ahead,
But don't let your heart go grieving,
Help yourself to a rose instead!

Thank you so much for visiting my contribution to the Gypsy Dreams blog party hosted by Celia. To visit all our gypsy sisters and friends, click here.

Jingles, jangles and tons of bangles! Sweet (gypsy) dreams, my lovelies!

P.S. I'm not even going to lie. I decorated my dining room to take these photos and taking all the stuff back down so we'd have a place to eat and a gorgeous view of the yard again did make me a bit sad. I'm adding 'Build me a gypsy wagon!' to the hubby's to-do list. ;-)