Happy 40th Woodstock...
The sun shines down, rolls you up in a cloudits a lifetime shrine, a blanket of daffidols and daisys
wandering minstrels, colourful robes
innocent minds about to induldge
a summer of colour, a summer of love
open you mind to love freedom and peace
Each performer each song, speaks a different hope
as does each individual belief
embrace your moment
The music brings hope,
the drum keeps time like an inner womb
You are truly alive ...
Set your soul free to rome
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