I think of friends as flowers
that grew from something small
a smile, a hug, a kindly word
to catch me when I fall.
I think of friends as angels
that God has sent my way
to pick me up when things go wrong
bring sunshine into skies of grey.
I think of friends like summer
the warmest time of year
when everything seems better
and everything's so clear.
I think of friends as little stars
when I'm lost they shine their light
when i see only darkness ahead of me
my friends light up my life.
I think of friends as butterflies
beautiful, and free
I know if ever I need them
they'll be right there for me.
*by ~Gluttonforpunishment