Friendship

You are the hand holding me afloat when I am drowning

You are the song of my inside turmoil which turned into lyrics

You are there for me when I am pretending to be strong for the world to see

You are my dear friend, whom I wish never to take for granted

You will be there when my sad face turns into a sunflower once again

Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊 View all posts by Cassa Bassa