Friends are like flowers
They shine in our lives for a time
And bring joy and happiness
When we need them most.
It is part of their nature that
They have to withdraw
When their time with us is done
Leaving but a beautiful memory.
The flower returns to the bulb
From whence it came and
Waits to be reborn and shine
No less brightly than before.
Adieu good friend
We know that you are near
And can see and hear
Those you left behind
To finish their life’s journey.
We can only lift the veil
A little and glimpse what is
Beyond – but you have reached
Your Paradise.
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