True Nature of a Friend

by Shelley Williams

My friend you are the sun
when clouds turn to gray,
You are my source of comfort
when I have a bad day.

Your smile is the rainbow
that comes after a storm,
The sounds of your laughter
keeps me feeling warm.

The love of a best friend
is in a flower's sweet grin
An aroma of kindness
and the beauty within.

Trees will grow branches
and birds build a nest,
Our friendship has blossomed
to become nature's best.