The gypsies passed her little gate--
She stopped her wheel to see,--
A brown-faced pair who walked the road,
Free as the wind is free;
And suddenly her tidy room
A prison seemed to be.
Her shining plates against the walls,
Her sunlit, sanded floor,
The brass-bound wedding chest that held
Her linen's snowy store,
The very wheel whose humming died,--
Seemed only chains she bore.
She watched the foot-free gypsies pass;
She never knew or guessed
The wistful dream that drew them close--
The longing in each breast
Some day to know a home like hers,
Wherein their hearts might rest.
The Dreamers
Theodosia Garrison
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Poem topics: dream, home, never, wedding, wind, room, brown, chest, prison, floor, suddenly, bound, Valentine's Day, shining, wheel, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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Allen Ruble: I learned the first stanza when I was in 7th grade. I’ve never forgotten it but never remembered the title . I’m 74 now and have the whole poem in front of me ! Aren’t computers wonderful?
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