Some friends are like a flower,
and when they finally bloom,
they wilt away in just one day,
and sometimes just by noon.

Some friends are like a cloudy day,
and when the sun's in sight,
it gets blocked by the grayest cloud
and day turns into night.

Some friends are like a maple tree,
and with the slightest breeze,
the colored leaves, they all come loose
and float away with ease.

Some friends are like a circle,
for they are always true,
I know I have a friend like that
and yes, that friend is you.

Author Unknown