Friendship

Running barefoot thruogh a medow of flowers
hand in hand we become one
Memories of our childhood together
come to mind as we remember
times of laughter we once shared.

Staying up way past the hour
the night owl went to bed
the world is drak, yet I'm not scared
because I know that you are there
holding out your hand to me.

Guide me to that perfect spot
where I am safe and so are you
and the world shall be our friend
I'll be with you until the end
in this perfect happy bliss!