My Friend Keith - Imagine a man on a sit down mower cutting grass in a park so stoned he just drove round in circles all day.

My friend Keith made me laugh

His sparkling icy blue eyes

Always gave away the punchline

Long before the joke

My friend Keith liked to smoke

The green stuff kept him high

‘happy on a mountain top’

Is better than feeling low’

My Friend Keith liked life slow

He worked for the council

As a stoned cutter of grass

Irony always made him smile

My friend Keith had style

He was unique and smart

With a good heart

A man of peace and love

My friend Keith was made of stuff

That I consider rare

His calming presence

Like a shimmering summer wave

My Friend Keith

Now lies in a grave

Taken in his sleep

Stoned and ready to leave

©JMcN2014