I was a friend to a rose
We were very close ;
But I often froze ,
Not to let my self in force.
Because I was the breeze ,
So l please ;
Not to let it freeze .
It was not only my friend
But also the world's trend.
It was as precious as gold ,
But some people had it sold .
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My Friend Nature 😇
PoetryThis is a poem which goes on like a story having a deaper meaning and showing us how friend can have ideas about us and can have a beautifull thought that we may rise up showing are colours before flatters make use of us "(-the friendship of a rose...
