TREE OF FRIENDSHIP
The seed of friendship that we planted.
The roots of honesty who in us girded.
The sprout of understanding that we had bunched
The flower of respect that we had bounden
The branches of love to make us together
The leaves of trust and care to stay us connected.
So will it grow or will it die?
If the rain has been traverse on us,
The wind howled loudly as it whipped us to destroy our buds
The thunder roared to fracture our branches
The lightning to cracked our trust.
The storm to make our leaves tumble on the ground.
So my dear friend, do we stand still or we stumble?
Will our tree of friendship grow or will it die?
© Mari Felices