Suitcase Gypsy

I watch as she tucks the remnants of her life into a tattered suitcase
Pictures from long ago places and people that stepped beside her momentarily
Smiles in black and white that hide the hardships she has seen
Stitching in the interior that somehow holds her life together now
Sweet hands and sad eyes as she moves her treasures around from place to place
Touching the childhood
The dreams
The brokenness of her days
The love
That was always out of reach
Careful not to be in the way
Of the hustle of life
She moves forward
Never lingering long
Suitcase Gypsy
Searching
For the place she belongs