poetry

Friendship Grows

I have a friend, who does not know
That all around her, flowers grow.
Her heart and love spread around the place
Forever sharing God’s good grace. 
The sun from her, it seems to shine,
On others in need, all of the time.
Sometimes inside it seems to snow,
But she still stands when the wind blows
She is brave and string and stands up tall
A tree, rooted in, refusing to fall.
And still through this, the seasons all change
The flowers still grow and she’ll blossom again

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