Hippie Hair
How lucky can one man be
To have the love and friendship
Of so many sweet adorable people
Here on the Soup... male and female
It's like a love-in from the sixties
Minus the beads and hippie hair
(Well I'm supposing!)
Those were wild, free spirited days
Making love, NOT war
I was newly married back then... 1957
Busy raising three young kiddies
And struggling to make ends meet
My rewards though were much greater
With 3 super kids, a gorgeous wife and a new career
The closest I got to becoming a hippie
Was letting my hair grow long (shoulder length)
And sporting a beard
Which, believe it or not, I still have today
Those were difficult times back then
But oh so rewarding... ahhh memories!
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2023
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