a life unaccounted for

How can you let go of the gypsy
Who had found her home with you?
You took away the chagrin
But inflict misery in return
Removed her from desolation
Just to be crushed with gnawing grief
Now she’s back
On the streets—
Alone,
Waiting for someone
Who could put her out
From vexation of spirit
Waiting for someone
Who will make her complete
With just a touch,
A kiss, a smile..
Waiting for someone
Who will hold her hand
And take all her fears
Waiting for someone
Who will hug her
And make her forget
All she’s been through
Waiting for someone
Who will know everything
She’s about to say
Waiting for you
To take her back
(And hopes you will
Before she gets tired of waiting)
But for now
She’ll wander
Again.