Freedom of a Nomad

As a restless Nomad I searched near and far for a place to belong
then he came into my life and gave me love and a place to call home.

Years and years passed by without a blame all so happy and content
then one day at dawn I packed my bags again without a word and went

Freedom was there for me to take as I pleased without the shackles and chains
I ran freely through poppy fields, down the river and back up across plains

To seek out a new life on the horizon which was tailor suited only to me;
Since then years gone by, but still with hope that one day, I shall find thee.
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Posted: May 2013
About this poem:
No love should come with a price.

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Comments (7)

Fellsman
A chastening experience for the deserted one with whom you had experienced years and years without a blame... Maybe one day you may indeed find your Holy Grail.

I really like your work...

Kindest regards

Bill gift
darkhorse555
the rewards are great you see a dream in your distant mind beautifulangel
Pipin
Thank you so very much for your comments.

Without dreams one cannot find their own Holy Grail teddybear
bard76
great poem, cheers! for new beginnings...david.....
ladyjewelonline today!
Freedom always seems to have some price, but wouldn't it be nice to be able to just run free through the fields now and then:-)teddybear
Pipin
Thank you Ladyjewel but I do crazy things like that now and again as freedom even in a relationship for me is important.
Pipin
You very welcome Bard...glad you liked itteddybear
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