...A friend...
A friend is like a flower
a rose to be exact
Or maybe like a brand-new gate
That never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl,
Both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost
whose spirit never dies,
A friend is like those blades of grass
You can never seem to mow,
Standing straight and tall and proud
In a perfect little row.
A friend is liek a heart that goes
on strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world
if we did not have friends?
