The Vagabond Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The Vagabond

He was a wanderer with a knapsack, had walked
the roads from one town to another for 40 years.
He had a house once, but family life didn`t
suit him, strolled out one day and continued
Drifting the way his feet took him.
on his itinerant way, he sometimes got a job
at farms slept in the barn.
He was a good worker and liked by the people
of the land, but one morning he wasn`t there
he was out walking again.
One day he was caught by a blizzard found
an abandoned car found blankets and an overall
in the boot of, sat in the back wrapped up well
and went to sleep.
When he awoke, it was morning, but he could not
get out, snowed in, waiting for someone to take
him out. It took two days before he was found alive
but hungry and thirsty.
A newspaper got hold of the survival and there
was a picture of him in the papers, the woman saw
the picture of him and said: this is my husband!
Before she came and claims him, he disappeared
again wandering the byways.