Remember me like this
ππ¬
Always remember me like this,
In a cloud of the happy smoke,
From the great plants I toke,
Back when I thought I was broke,
Until something woke,
A new skill,
To forever have the time to kill,
And still pay the bill,
For all the thrills that come from my will,
And still have time to chill,
With an oat capp at The Mill,
Walking up and down these San Francisco Hills,
Dreaming of something real,
Like my next piece, and great mealπ.