Festival Girl

Here’s to the freedom of joy You dressed in your hippy print The wind blowing through you hair Delighted in what the notes hint Well away from the day to day Here among friends you don’t know Your eyes sparkle to strangers And you don’t care what shows Will you remember this for years? Will you return to raise your children? Will you be the old lady in the river? Will you worry about money spent? Here’s to the freedom of now Let the wind blow and hair flow You are the festival girl today And you will reap the smiles you sowed

by Dave Schipper (c) 2023 Rose Riversongs