In the garden of laughter and light,
Where whispers of joy softly play,
Friendship blooms in endless flight,
Painting colors in the gray.
Through storms and sunlit days,
A bond unyielding and true,
In every whispered phrase,
Hearts find solace anew.
With hands held in trust,
Across the miles we roam,
In friendship’s gentle gust,
We find our way back home.
So here’s to the ties we cherish,
In the tapestry of time we weave,
May our friendship never perish,
In the love we both believe.