Friendship…

Cold beers.

Smoke drifting through the air.

Conversation flows,

and the comfort level deepens.

Cheers…

 

It’s been a good day

filled with quality hours,

friendships and laughter

warms my heart and empowers.

Getting caught up with living,

I forget simple pleasures…

Good friends and cold beers,

are undeniable treasures.       .

 

 

 

.

BFF’s…

 

The blessing of true friendship

is what helps me to carry

the weight on my soul.

Friendship…

 

The best kind of friend

is someone you can sit and swing with

spend hours not speaking a word

and then walk away

feeling as though you just had the best conversation

ever.

Twist my rubber arm..

images (6)Te Puke and I laugh wisely together

thinking on similar lines.

Sitting stoned on the couch, long after my friend is gone..

Alone here with Mary-Jane, and a glaze in my eye.

 

Puff puff,  toke…

 

My day becomes brighter, and the pleasant numb feeling relaxes my soul.

A friend with weed, is a friend indeed.