Windows wide open
Skies pure blue.
It’s January
And I’m doing winter
The way I want to do.
There will be walks
Sometimes on the beach
But among the flowers and butterflies
Within easy reach.
Windows wide open
Smell of citrus fills the air.
Back home the temperature plunges
But I don’t care
I’m not there.
Today, we check in
To the place we get to stay.
The road trip was fun
We saw so much along the way.
But I’m ready, now
To stop living in the car.
Wearing the same two outfits
Creating lunches with apple slices
And Granola bars.
Window wide open.
Miles traveled, time to think.
Freedom is not free these days.
Our country on the brink
But these two aging hippies
Protested plenty in our day.
Viet Nam and Women’s Rights
The length of hair and skirts.
Battling government and our parents
Demanding freedom till it hurt.
Windows wide open
So while we can still stand,
We’ll use our freedom
To cross over frozen land
Away from cold and frozen snow
Windows wide open
In the winter of our life
We’ll go to a place
Where flowers can grow
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