Becky & Keith’s Bernardston Mass Wedding
A friend is like a flower, a rose to be exact,
Or maybe like a brand new gate, that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost, whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like those blades of grass, you can never mow,
standing straight, tall, and proud in a perfect little row.
A friend is like a heart that goes strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world if we didn’t have a friend.
Or maybe like a brand new gate, that never comes unlatched.
A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost, whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like those blades of grass, you can never mow,
standing straight, tall, and proud in a perfect little row.
A friend is like a heart that goes strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world if we didn’t have a friend.
- Breena C. Park
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