Blissful
Oh Blissful early morning.
4:20 and all is still
I pack my pipe, just so, and light it up. In a few puffs I am at ease with the world.
"My", I think to myself. "Isn't this just the cat's pjamas". And I take another haul off my pipe.
"Time to get on with it" I mutter to myself.
Grabbing a quick cup of coffee I rush out the door to tend to a days worth of errands.
"Oh bother" I forgot my stash... "Nevermind I'll drop in on a friend." And sure enough I found my friend and we completed a really cool session.
Once again lit up, I continued on my way home were my trusty pipe awaited.
"Now that was full circle" I mused as I mellowed out in my favourite chair.
The CrackWalker (Trish Poce)© 2005
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