Our Mom



Don’t disrespect our mother,

Her seed became a cannabis plant that need to be cloned,

Mum doesn’t really care what you think but only how you treat her,

She is loving when one least expects it,

But she always smells like candies or coffee,

She can create more life so she is the source,

Respect our mother she is beautiful,

There is frost advisory under those leds,

  • Author: Blue Dental Squirrel (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 21st, 2021 16:41
  • Comment from author about the poem: Mother plants are sacred
  • Category: Spiritual
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