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                                                   sixty-three hippie
                                             guard supervise prisoners  
                                                daisies woven crown

© By: Eve Roper
3/1 6/2015

This is in honor of my sister in-law, she use to be a flower child when she was in her teens. She has been a prison guard for almost 16 years and she has never grown out of the era of dress..... ?????

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Date: 3/24/2015 4:52:00 PM
I first arrived in Pennsylvania in the early seventies, and being a son of a soldier my hair was always cut GI style. Kids would tease me and call me hippie. Thanks for the read.
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Date: 3/19/2015 12:47:00 PM
- Peace & Love !!!! - The time we remember with a smile - Beautiful, dear Eve :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 3/18/2015 12:28:00 PM
This is a lovely three-liner Eve! Takes me back to my teens. "If you're going to San Francisco" still lingers in my mind! Enjoyed those days, but never really overstepped the line:) // paul
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Date: 3/18/2015 1:32:00 PM
Thank you, Paul, it's interesting what memories of the past makes you feel. Blessing Sir
Date: 3/17/2015 6:22:00 AM
Another piece of inspiration...keep it up!
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Date: 3/17/2015 8:44:00 AM
Thank you, Hannington, blessings sir
Date: 3/17/2015 3:06:00 AM
Love your cool 60's haiku.. Guess I should have said, "I dig it!"
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Date: 3/17/2015 8:43:00 AM
Thank you, Dave, I was born in the era but never got into the look or the action, been spanish my father brought me up a very prim and proper catholic child. We of course didn't get out of line. Blessings dear friend