Paul Squiggle
Well-Known Member
From seed to weed
We feed her need
From veg to flower
We give her the power
To bloom and thrive
Weve kept her alive
We nurture and care
We circulate the air
We stress and we worry
But we never hurry
She takes her time
Under the lights that shine
And
We patiently wait
For that harvest date
But
is it only me
That feels guilty?
As guilt I've found
When I chop her down
She was my sativa wife
But I've taken her life
I've murdered my bride
I feel pain inside
But pain can have relief
When I sample that sativa leaf
We feed her need
From veg to flower
We give her the power
To bloom and thrive
Weve kept her alive
We nurture and care
We circulate the air
We stress and we worry
But we never hurry
She takes her time
Under the lights that shine
And
We patiently wait
For that harvest date
But
is it only me
That feels guilty?
As guilt I've found
When I chop her down
She was my sativa wife
But I've taken her life
I've murdered my bride
I feel pain inside
But pain can have relief
When I sample that sativa leaf