In the gentle whispers of the morning light,
Two souls wander, hand in hand,
Sharing laughter that echoes through time,
In their eyes, the world is grand.

Through storms and sunlit days alike,
They stand together, never apart,
For in the tapestry of life they weave,
Friendship is the beating heart.

In quiet moments by the riverside,
Dreams and secrets softly flow,
An unspoken promise, a silent vow,
To cherish the seeds they sow.

As years unfold like pages in a book,
Their bond remains, a sacred thread,
In the garden of their shared memories,
Best friends, forever wed.