Friendship is a bouquet,
And each friend is a flower,
Hand-picked by the Father,
And sent at the perfect hour.
Every one is different,
And each holds a special place;
And every blossom represents
Experiences that nothing can erase.
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Whenever I stop and examine
My friendship bouquet so fair,
I pause with smiles and wonder
At each flower that God has placed there.
As my life progresses on,
The bouquet grows some more,
And yet each new beauty is distinct
From all the others before.
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But on occasion there's added
A flower distinct from the rest,
A little more fragrant and a little more lovely -
Among the best of the best.
The others all are lovely,
But these special ones really stand out -
A rose among plain wildflowers,
A treasure, without a doubt.
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This is how I view you,
And I want to let you know
Your friendship's been a fragrant rose
That in my heart I treasure so.
I value you because you're unique -
No other could fill your role -
Because of you and your friendship,
I've grown within my soul.
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You are a precious friend -
A gem, a treasure, a rose,
And what your friendship's meant to me
Only God really knows.
If you could see things as I see them,
You'd know because you're you,
You've blessed my life with such a gift,
The gift of friendship true.
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Some friends may often leave us,
And some God takes away;
They all will pass from us sometime,
And none are here to stay.
But whether you stay or go from my life,
Your friendship's flower is there,
And so much of why my life's so fragrant
Is because that you were there.
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So as I go through life,
I'll have my bouquet fair,
To bring me smiles and happiness
Each time I see it there.
And each time I look it over,
I'll see your friendship's rose,
And you know I can't forget you
While my heart so thankful glows
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(Copyright 2018)
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