You let your hair grow
It’s longer and grey
You’re not wearing suits
No eight to five day
Your hair wasn’t long
During those hippie years
When you were in school
Drinking so many beers
Now you’re a grandpa
The grandkids are fun
You ride a scooter
And sail in the sun
An aging hippie
No love beads to wear
Whose now decided
To grow long hair
By, Randee Saber 9/30/10
