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?
~ ~ Diana Mitev ~ ~