In the garden of life, friends are the flowers,
Blooming in joy, through sun and showers.
Rooted deep in the soil of trust,
Their laughter—a melody, their presence—a must.
With every spring, new memories sprout,
Shared secrets, whispered about.
In the warmth of the sun, they grow,
Nurtured by the love they show.
Under the summer's vibrant sky,
Together, they let the day drift by.
Adventures grand, or moments small,
In each other, they have it all.
As leaves turn gold, and the air grows cool,
Their bond reflects a golden rule.
To stand by each other, come what may,
Through every change, they find a way.
And when the winter whispers chill,
Their friendship warms them still.
A cozy fire against the cold,
In their hearts, their stories told.
Through seasons of laughter, moments of tears,
Friends are the treasure through the years.
A promise of forever, a pact to keep,
In the book of life, a bond so deep.
