I'm often told I am hippie
By friends, family, and even strangers.
Does loving the earth make you a hippie?
If it does, then I am hippie.
It's who I am, & it's who I want to be.
It isn't just the way I dress, or the way I wear flowers in my hair.
It's my soul
And it's passion when my bare feet walks upon the earth
it makes me feel so light, at the same time I know I didn't leave the earth untouched.
I show her love, and she shows me love.
I listen to the music she sings.
She is my favorite song and my favorite artist.
She radiates in all kinds of beauty.
She was kind enough to share her beauty with me
And she is kind enough to share her beauty with you.
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