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.