Blooming Flowers

Friendship is like a road with many forgotten
Passages, with bumps to each trail you travel
Like wings they can soar or possibly drift apart
But with each known passage left behind
Surely there is left a piece of their heart.

With tears a plenty they travel with hardship
Once in a while they stop to share their wealth
Yet at the end of that well worn path
There are memories left to savor
And stories still left to be told.

Let not the dull hour set strife in the heart
As you travel with head high to other fields.
Let not your path never meet again,
For a friend is like a rainbow
So shinny and new yet so old inside.

Follow the path set out for fate has
A funny way of letting you know when
it is time to turn back.

So with every step you take
Let you know there is stepping stones
To guide your way to happiness,
For friendship lives a tough life
And learning is never easy.

Let your memories guide you
Know that a friend is always there
Holding on when you need them
Standing back when you let go
Waiting for flowers to bloom.