The leaves have gone yellow <br />now, you call me baby <br />there are no more maybe's <br /> <br />And time is our friend <br />when you know, the end <br />Yes, time is our friend <br />when there're feelings <br /> <br />Like a gentle wind <br />we became friends <br />growing and unfolding <br />a natural blend <br /> <br />There are no more maybe's <br />'cause you call me baby <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright ©2013<br /><br />Adryan Rotica<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/friends-615/
