Approaching Lavender . . .
Gord once said, years ago, he was a bit let down that no one had come to him to tell him they'd named their daughter Lavender.
In younger years I approached a lady called Lavender. It was her "hippie name." I'm glad I never knew her borning name.
She was everything expressed in Gord's song. Hence her "hippie name."
In older years, I had a daughter. Her name is Summer Joy. I don't know if I want her to become too familiar w/ "Approaching Lavender" just yet . . . the lonesome hippie says.
But, oh, how right about the song and the time, and . . .
. . . for the Love beyond our lives,
The Rez
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It was a Beautiful Rainbow
A Beautiful Time in my Life
A Thing to Share
A Time to Care
To Be Alive
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