Forever Friends this is for y'all
True friends are hard to find,
but there you are; you came into my life.
You came to me in a perfect time.
I'm so happy you're a friend of mine.

We've been together for so long,
in a fantastic place where we belong.
We shared the mysteries of our life.
Laughter and tears are seen in our eyes.

You're with me and I'm with you.
You comfort me and I LOVE YOU.
A part of me becomes part of you.
True friendship I've found in you.

Now it's time to say goodbye;
tears of sadness keep falling in my eyes.
So please don't cry, my darling friend,
'Cause our friendship will never end.

Yes, it's true, we'll be apart,
'Cause I'm here and you there.
With you, my friend, I want to tell,
whatever happens, we'll be FRIENDS FOREVER!

[1] nothing that comes from the desert expresses its extremes better than the unhappy growth of the tree yuccas. tormented, thin forests of it stalk drearily in the high mesas, particularly in that triangular slip that fans out eastward from the meeting of the sierras and coastwise hills. the yucca bristles with bayonet-pointed leaves, dull green, growing shaggy with age like an old [5] man's tangled gray beard, tipped with panicles of foul, greenish blooms. after its death, which is slow, the ghostly hollow network of its woody skeleton, with hardly power to rot, makes even the moonlight fearful. but it isn't always this way. before the yucca has come to flower, while yet its bloom is a luxurious, creamy, cone-shaped bud of the size of a small cabbage, full of sugary sap. the indians twist it deftly out of its fence of daggers and roast the prize for their [10] own delectation why does the author use the words "bayonet-pointed" (line 4) and "fence of daggers" (line 9) to describe the leaves of the yucca tree? . to create an image of the sharp edges of the plant to emphasize how beautiful the plant's leaves are to explain when and where the plant grows to show how afraid the author is of the plant