The days have gone by 
you have so travelled
Your soul, i can feel the strength  
You have roamed 
Connecticut, Carolina, Mexico, Arizona..many more….
Like a Native Indian that holds your soul, you gallop by on that steed!
You knowResting in your tipi now  their history, it’s in your hands
With the peace of the Pines trees, the winds, the rains 
Is this where your heart lies?
Are you are a nomad? A gentleman? A knight riding a horseback, an Indian, in wonderful headdress! I see you! 
I miss your voice, your love, your warmth, your protection, as once i knew it…..
 Your anger is quelled with the peace in your heart,  I know as you sit peacefully, that is your comfort
Your sight is your hearing and your heart is strong 
You have wisdom, cunning  and love
Most of all… love and a big heart 
That’s how I see it ….
 IMG_0370 (Edited)A man that roams America…

Author: Rosy

I became interested in poetry about a year ago and try to write about things from my heart that are associated with events in my life or events going on in the World at large or closer to home. I am a visual artist and still am to a certain extent having exhibited some of my work as a visually impaired artist using sponges to paint. I have lost most of my eyesight in recent years to advanced glaucoma and my vision is now very limited I am finding my creativity now evolving in writing poetry and hope to publish my own book of verse in the future. I have a blog page on Wordpress where I share my poetry, art, photography, thoughts and favourite quotes and prayers at

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