A Friend
A friend is like a flower,
Every shape and every hue.
Each one is like no other.
Sparkling in the morning dew.
We each must seek to find them.
They hide in the oddest places.
But once we come upon them,
We adore their friendly faces.
We each deserve a bouquet,
Of such beauty to the heart.
This great array of blossoms,
Gives us great joy from the start.
Once we can find the treasure,
Friends are gifts so rare and fine.
We should water them with kindness,
And cultivate with time.
