The Beauty of Friendship

By , south Richmond hill, NY

Friendship is beautiful.
Beautiful as crispy golden-yellow leaves
Fall to ground in silent prayer.
Beautiful as the sun 
Rises and as it fades away
to be born again in soulful bliss.
Beautiful as a ballad being played
On grand black and white keys.
Beautiful as you and me.






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