Hippie Hippie

I paint the skies with hues of gold,A tapestry of hope and Prayer,
In open hearts, my stories told,
A universe where love draws near.

A family forged in friendship,
Bound by visions pure,
In unity, our souls complete,
A song to free our spirits.

The echoes of,
A tune that whispers peace and calm,
In melodies where kind hearts hum,
A garden where of our dreams.

Innocence and joy entwined,
A canvas vast, a tranquil sea,
In dreams where all souls heal and find,
A path of love, of harmony.

Through clear and hopeful glass, I see,
A future bright with endless light,

In gentle night, the shadows fade,

As love and truth illuminate,
In dreams of peace, a truth conveyed,
A vision strong enough to celebrate.

So sing the songs that lift us high,
A tale of hope, a world alight.