Friendship is a kite that raises and falls
In the blue sky.
Up and down it goes.
Loving, then loathing, then loving each other again.
The string that holds the kite, is the connection of you and your friends.
No matter how far away,
You’re still some how connected.
So never break the string,
By forgetting every horrible thing.
The happiness that a kite brings you,
Will never make you blue.
Just like true friends,
Who will be with you to the end.
And catching you with their caring hands.
You let the kite soar up into the sky,
Just like how you let a friend go when you are mad.
But don’t say bye,
And always remember to pull them back in.
