Some friends are Like a flower,

When they finally bloom,

They will away in just one day.

And some times  just by noon.

Some friends are like a cloudy day,

And when the sun’s in sight,

It gets blocked by the greatest cloud

And  day turns in to night.


Some friends are like a maple tree,

And with teh slightest breeze,

The coloured leaves. all come loose,

And float with ease.

Some friends are always like a circle

for that are always TRUE

Neha chhetri of

Class 7 ‘A’