| So like a flower she is to me, a rose to be exact. Petty colors I see in her. Red, Yellow, Pink but never Black. So like an owl she is to me, clever and very wise. .....and truthful too I'm sure of that... I've never heard her tell lies. So like a rock she is to me, Strong of mind and limb. Never will you see her do, anything on a whim. Yes Trish my friend, I speak of you Everything I say is true I'm just so happy that you are my friend!!! Because I really do need you, respect you and trust you! You are my best friend,& my sister!!! For life! |
| My Friend & Sister Trish |
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