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’
