A Friend Is Like…

blades of grass

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.