To My Cherished 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 mow,
Standing straight, tall, and proud in a perfect little row.
A friend is like a heart that goes strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world if we didn't have a friend?
© 1990-2010 Adrianne Goff (All rights reserved)
~~~ AND REMEMBER ~~~
It's not wise to count your friends... on a bright sunny day,
when the sky is blue and smiles come so easily.
Instead wait for a storm, when the clouds are dark and the
day grows cold, and laughter is not heard in your heavy heart.
Then when a friend comes and stands beside you and lifts
your spirits to the sky and laughter is in your heart,
he or she deserves the name ... FRIEND.
Thank you, my Friend, for braving the storms with me
and for making the sunny days so much brighter.