In the Spring

In the Spring,
Leaves turn green,
And water goes on flowing.
The Orchard blooms,
And birds sing,
Tweedly-Tweedly-Too.

From the person who started signing off,
This is applegate, Signing off.

This is my poem about friendship...Because i have had really rough friendships. I hope ya'll like it:

Friendship is like a quilt
The friends are the quilters
There are good patches for good times
And there are crude patches for the bad times
But a life time to practice you can have
a pattern more beautiful then can ever
be imagined.So take these words
And remember them for always...