Olive lived just down the street
Not very far from the ocean and beach
She spent her days mostly alone
She liked quiet time…time on her own.
She liked to paint, she liked to sing
She enjoyed talking about most anything.
She liked to whistle, she played the flute
She was never bored, always something to do.
Her house was small and rather eclectic
The pace she maintained was never hectic
She had beaded doors and lots of dream catchers
Several chimes and an array of feathers.
She played woodland music with waterfalls
She had fountains everywhere, for nature called
Birds were heard chirping, lions roared
I wondered what the all the jars were for.
I later learned, she made strawberry jam
Cared for the animals and wouldn’t eat ham
She wore hippie attire, flip flops and hats
She took care of the strays, the dogs and the cats.
She burned incense and candles throughout the day
Her home was inviting, you wanted to stay
The setting so comfortable, you felt so relaxed
You hoped you’d be welcome, you hoped you’d be back.
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