Runtz F1 Zamnesia

In fields where emerald leaves unfold, Cannabis stands, a sight to behold. With grace they stretch towards the light, In a dance both subtle and bright. Their fragrance whispers in the breeze, A promise of calm and gentle ease. Beneath the sun, in hues so green, They thrive in a world serene. Roots anchored deep, in soil they bind, Drawing strength from earth, they find. A tapestry of nature’s art, Each leaf a testament, each part. Through nights and days, they grow and bloom, Dispelling shadows, lifting gloom. In gardens hidden, or plains wide, Cannabis plants stand with pride. So here’s to the plants, both strong and fair, In verdant splendor, beyond compare. May they flourish, pure and free, A gift from nature, for all to see. 5.11.24 ChatGpt