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To A Vagabond - Poem by j S

The blue sky greets the Vagabond
Though sometimes, instead, the clouds;
Thunder and crackle a greeting
As the Wanderer treads o’er the ground.

A dewey mist or howling breeze
Are naught but the chiding of friends.
A starry sky in a prairie wide
Has all the trappings of bed.

A track amongst the thickest wood
Holds wonders still yet untold
Yet to the one who follows no path,
To him do Her mysteries unfold.

So walk the land, surrounded by friends
O ye Keeper of Worlds Unseen
And as night falls, lay down your head
Among your comrades of green.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 10, 2010



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