First the bud appears,
Then the petals show,
As they slowly open,
Thier colors,you will know,
Friends they are like flowers,
Unique in every way,
And they will show there colors,
Brighter ever day,
As you get to know them,
You see their colors true,
The frailest of friends,
Will wilt in front of you,
Other friends are stronger,
And spread their vital seeds,
Vigorous, as a daisy,
They grow among the weeds,
It matters very little, their variety,
Like flowers, ever friend you find,
Is special as can be.
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