Friendship by Glena M. Waterhouse
A blazing sun hangs high above,
beating down upon the ground
in a world that is devoid of life
there’s silence all around,
and yet like hope eternal
a single seed is sown,
and slowly, ever so slowly,
begins to grow alone.
A single flower blooming
amongst the burning sands,
has brought a spark of beauty
to this dark and barren land.
It spreads its roots throughout the world,
more flowers start to spring,
the sounds of life can now be heard
as birds begin to sing.
It will keep on growing,
and eventually you will see,
the beauty of this newborn realm
of peace and harmony.
I know that this true because
this barren land was me,
and that I was slowly dying,
was plain for all to see.
but all that is now changing
for you are a single rose,
through your warmth and understanding,
our friendship ever grows.
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