Friends are like beautiful flowers

They dance when the wind blows

Petals soft, rolling velvet

Attracting bees and good times

Blossoming in spring

They are colorful and full of life

Rooted in traditions and old things

Taking in the rain

Speaking with the birds

Providing shade and shelter for those in need

All the compassion a sweet smell brings

People look forward to seeing them

Even after they leave for winter


Love always, Esha <3