Friendship Poem

FRIENDSHIP

Friendship smells like the warm dripping syrup on top of a bed of hot pancakes in the morning.

Friendship looks like the bright massive moon in the night sky while we are playing outside.

Friendship tastes like a hot milo on a cold winter night while we are having a sleepover.

Friendship feels like the afraidness of the horror movie we watched on the first night of our sleepover.

Friendship sounds like the birds in the summer singing beautifully in the morning while we wake up from our long night.