Friendship is a garden for my friends and I,
And we’ve sworn that the plants would never die.
The laughs we shared as we gave it care
Were as bright and lively as the flowers there.
The bonds we’ve grown with the seeds we’ve sown
Are greater than all the others I’ve known.
Friendship is a ship that sometimes sinks in time,
But the one my friends and I ride sails just fine.
The stories we share as we journey everywhere
Were wonderful and uplifting like the ocean air.
There are many storms throughout the many seas,
But nothing enough to break their friendship with me.
Friendship is flying through the brightest sky,
And no one could bring us down if they tried.
We saw the silver lining of every color of cloud,
And together we’ve gotten others off the ground.
Whether we are on the ground, ocean, or sky,
We will be friends forever as time passes us by.
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