Flower Power

was entered in a competition within the portal. Thank you for reading.

me too grace...nice write

good luck!

strider

We passed our chances, born too late eh. Thanks Strider.

Lovely write Grace.  All the best in the comp.

Thank you dear.

Ah, you're never too late for peace and love I always say! In fact, I've been wearing some cool flower hair bands lately, gotta love 'em. See the photo of me I'm using for the illustration for my poem Serenity's Face to see how I look in my favorite one. :D I loved this poem a lot, Grace, since my mother was a hippy and she passed some of her hippy ways unto me rather a bit. I've been spreading the peace and love ever since, in my own unique and sometimes wild and crazy way! You know San Francisco was big with the LGBT community too, so this poem has a double meaning for me in that respect. Your poetry is lovely as always, Grace! Rock on. :D

Dear Jessica, thank you so much for dropping by and giving such encouragement. You my friend are beautiful. Flowers in our hair!

Nice write
Good luck in competition!

Thanks dear kitty.

Very Groovey Grace, Peace flower child.

Red

Peace baby...he he:-))

Two fingers high.

V...victory...peace bro...

Such Times where all things were happening--i wish myself many times through life to have seen such marks in time---Beautiful Dear Grace!!!
Good luck in the comp.!!!

Thanks soul...born too late eh.:-)

Thanks soul...born too late eh.:-)

To see Woodstock yes too late...to be a hippie and be amongst their ways nope--Mother, was and groomed me in the many ways...surrounded by that lifestyled ways for most My Youth :)

Those were the days Grace...such good times although though we were at war, somehow there's peace in everyone's minds even for a brief moment.

Good luck!

Sometimes simple love togetherness and brotherhood transcend hatred and war. Thanks Engrvv.