The First Day

by TheApatheticEnthusiast

                   Hitchhiking Hippies 
                   Shrinking dandylion crowns
                   Wind knotting wild hair

                   Peace signs thrown from car windows
                   Lost scarves on fences 
                   Carefree catches in the heat

                   Painted toes no shoes
                   Hundred dollar sundresses
                   And second hand hats

                   Town to bush and streets to sand
                   Spots for cloud watching
                   Seats for cold beer and burnt meat 

                   Water fights on decks
                   Lawn mowers echo of hills
                   Strangers share the sun 

                   Until the last day
                   When its too cold for those things
                   And the rain is back