Hippie Grandad - Poem by Annamaria Jara
Nutty banana milkshakes
The smell of Lilac and Gardinia
Green grass, fresh fruit
Long strands of curly hair
My Hippie Grandad
Tie dye shirts, Ripped jeans
Not scared of getting older
Organic life, outspoken soul
Rusty bike, dirty Keds
Was my Hippie Grandad...
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