( For a Friendship Coming To An End )
"Even A Rose Has Thorns"
Our friendship started like a rose bud. The petals held close with the touch of Gods hand, opening so gentle while growing to full bloom.
The petals started falling away, as we grew apart, they fell. But the memory, the beauty, and the fragrance will remain.
So, when looking upon the bud, let the memories not die like the rose, but to stay in our hearts, to live and to share with others as God had intended.
I treasure our time, our memories, that we had...in hope we can still be friends, in the shadow of the bloom that was, and maybe a bud of what could be.
I will always be your friend, as God has touched us, and we will always be His~
Written by Cyber_granny
