Some Friends...

    Author Unknown

    Some friends are like a flower.
    When they finally bloom,
    They wilt away in just one day,
    And sometimes just by noon.
    [Maruva]
    [Zuva neMakore]
    		Some friends are like a cloudy day.
    When the sun's in sight,
    It gets blocked by the grayest cloud,
    And day turns into night.
    Some friends are like a maple tree.
    With the slightest breeze,
    Those coloured leaves, they all come loose
    And float away with ease.
    [Muti]
    [Muchinda Akazvipengera]
    		Some friends are like a circle.
    For they are always true,
    I know I have a friend like that,
    And yes, that friend is YOU.
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