One small puff wouldn’t hurt
You chose to try some pot
But soon the urge to try some more
Became to flood your thoughts
You lost some weight
Your eyes were glazed
You began to lie and steal
Your every thought focused on
Replenishing your meal
Our love for you grew tough
Your drug addicted life
Started with one puff
You struggle each day in jail
Bad decisions years ago
Have put you there to stay
Now you write to me and
My heart breaks
Because all the words I hear
Come from my mother’s cell