Day #13 of 30

It’s day thirteen, I need to blog

But my head seems in a fog

A power nap I tried indeed

And dreamed that I was smoking weed

I’ve not done that in 40 years

Though I can hear the hippies’ cheers

It’ll be legal one day you’ll see

But don’t you pass that roach to me

It made me restless years ago

And paranoid the cops would know

My train of thought done left the station

To an undisclosed location

Tomorrow is another day

Surely I’ll have more to say

It could be funny or may be deep

Could be thoughts that rob your sleep

Regardless you’ll be entertained

My 10+ readers who have remained