This week’s poem, called Life of a Gypsy, is by Colin Clements
We are two Gypsies who travel around
To the villages and to the town
We keep to the country lane as much as we can
Our horses and wives and our caravan,
We cut Hazel branches from the nearby hedge,
To make the washing line and clothes pegs.
We help the farmers to bring in their crops
They pay us money to spend in the shops.
Now it’s time for us to move on,
The summer and autumn months have now gone.
The winter months we now face,
We hope we can find a sheltered place,
From the north wind and the snow and rain, we will be glad when it’s spring time again,
So we can help the farmers to set their crops
There is a lot of hard work growing hops.
The horse has been fed with oats and maize
And a blanket to keep him warm
To help him weather the winter storms.
When people meet us they look alarmed
But we don’t do anyone any harm
This is the life in our caravan home
So if you don’t like us just leave us alone.