While tending my friendship garden
With blossoms tossing in the sun
Not hard at all to see, my friend
That you're the fairest one

Your stems are strong, roots are deep
Standing strong in any storm
Your heart is pure and honest
And also soft and warm

Your fragrance is far sweeter
Than others of like kind
I'm so blessed that you have grown
On my friendship garden vine



Yolanda Cohen 2006
 

 

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