Louis Smoked Poem by robert fort

Louis Armstrong
Smoked pot every day.
Never lost his lip.
Never gave up a lung.
Blew with love.
Sang from the gut.
Gave us a measure
To know the blues.
Lucky Louis.
More life than
Anyone deserves.
Hanging on the stars.
Swinging through clouds,
Puffing and wailing
The way the angels
Dreamt Gabriel might.
The horn of plenty
Gave thanksgiving
In the smoky beat
Of brass dancing.
Thanks Louis
For a wonderful world.