A few poems...

Space and Time

Dedicated to all of the marijuana connoisseur's and there journeys.

Lights flash - glowing in the sky suspend through.
Time, tick tocking its a clock we're blind to.
The moments which were brought, images are never lost.
Because of the people that stay true.

Winding down the road a fishbowl.
Curious fish we're told, smoke which rolled was gold.
Northern lights and starlit nights, We drive past the sites, which never seem to grow old.

Raining: sustaining, the drops soaking in.
Explaining and gaining, allot to begin.
Wandering towards the light once again.
Outspoken the words then flow, and never seem to end.
Headed towards the top, like all mountain men.

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Oh, by the way Littlerocker...
You misspelled .