#rhymepattern
Friendship is like a flower
Time is a factor
Both have to grow
That’s something you know
You’d think it a quiz
It to often is
Sometimes they’re happy
Oh, and sappy
Eventually it dies
Full of lies
And once it's gone
What a yawn
Both wilt away
Not here to stay
Although we do yearn
“Will you return?”
Petals stray
They go away
No longer here
Faded to grey
Eventually forgotten
How utterly rotten
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:35 PM UTC