Friendship is like a flower,
Glowing in its glory,
Each and every seed,
Telling its own story.
As each flower blooms,
And then continues to grow,
More of its strength and knowledge,
Continues to show.
And like a garden,
It blooms much more fair,
When carefully tended,
By those who care.
Once in a while,
You come acress a friend,
Who is as beautiful as a flower,
With a good
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