Oh, Cannabis By: Danyel Fields

Oh, Cannabis Oh, Cannabis. The plant I find so divine.

Smoking and toking ever since I was just a little guy.

From the early morning sun to the very last star in the sky.

Even chilling under the moon as she hangs high on a summer night.

Twisting one up to see if I can reach just my finger-tips to the surface.

Of thought and memory shaping my create ability bringing a touch of clarity.

Knowing there is strain's out there that can help me with damn near anything.

From my depression to my anxiety releasing pent up emotion's from yesterday.

Cannabis is not like the weed of the past it's that blast to the future, like opening a shaken soda can.

With fruity to citrus or fuel to earthy and can't forget the cheese flavor's that are all so worthy.

Just know what you like and go from there grow a garden and don't forget to share.

Because sharing is caring and helping other's along the way, spread some joy to brighten a day.

Thank you for the read and if you can make a donation I would appreciate it. If not that is fine but please share my work and pass it on. Thank you again and have a blessed day.