Once a Hippie

by Dagmar Wilson   Aug 12, 2018


Darkness and me, we are a team
then there is this hippie waiting to be born again.

Once a hippie, always a hippie
so was I told,
my eyes popped wide open.

Life is a gift, blessed to be alive
I am trying
I am willing
determined to fight this illness.
I am so ready to put flowers back in my hair.

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  • 5 years ago

    by CJ Maleney

    Keep fighting my dear and Wear those flowers in your hair.

    I'm too young (coughs nervously) to be a hippie perhaps. Guess I kinda am in some ways though.

    Loved your words.

    Craig x

  • 5 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    daisy chains my sister

    beautiful

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I love the determination shown here. When darkness starts to block out the light you say, no! What better symbol of light and happiness than flowers. Flowers are positive and available for all. This sounds like this new age hippie way of life is the right fit for you. Go girl! X

  • 5 years ago

    by Brenda

    I really liked this a lot Dagmar. You put those flowers in your hair, sing and dance. Do not let this illness win! Hugs-

  • 5 years ago

    by CRAFTY KEN

    Hey Dag, you pulled out one of those old sayings from the days of the Beatles, and Elvis. When I read it, I laughed, I remember dating a young lady that asked me if I was a Hippie? I think she got that impression because, I was a backward guy, unbelievably shy, so, I put on an act, which was so strange, causing her voiced observance. Life has a way in changing us, doesn't it? Good work, 5/5

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