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.