Blossoming in the '60s Poem

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In the groovy '60s, a flower child was born,
With peace and love, their spirit was adorned.
Dancing barefoot in fields of bright daisies,
Spreading kindness with their hippie ways, so crazy!
Their hair, long and flowing, like a golden stream,
Their eyes, full of wonder, with a psychedelic gleam.
They wore tie-dye and beads, a symbol of rebellion,
Chanting "Make Love, Not War," with unwavering zeal.
They embraced Mother Nature, her beauty so divine,
With flowers in their hair, they'd twirl and shine.
Planting seeds of hope, against war they would fight,
Fighting for equality, with all of their might.
They'd strum their guitars, singing songs of peace,
In the midst of chaos, their voices would release.
Protesting for justice, with banners held high,
Their colorful spirits, reaching for the sky.
Though the years have passed, their legacy lives on,
The flower child spirit, forever shone.
A symbol of freedom, love, and harmony,
Their message of peace, an eternal symphony.