My Tie-dye Life


I'm called a hippie this I know
Because I let my life show
the colors of all that have brushed
part of my soul, so I must
show the love for this thing
embracing it from down within
You all have given such colors to me
and I have always loved to see
the beauty of the strokes you make
into my being, that's all it takes
from someone on the streets I see
to the dearest in life for me
I know they have all held the brush
painting and molding all this mush
into the person I am today
sitting here needing to say
I LOVE the colors in my world now
and blending them I did somehow
to make me into the "hippie" you see
God I LOVE being ME !!!!

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