It all starts with some honey and ends with you and your friend.

A beautiful flower that can make up amends.

It's a sweet-scented aroma that captures your breath.

Carried by the wind. It travels,

sending a cool breeze your way.

You ask your friend a question,

would she like to stay.

So with a handful of lemons, in each basket, one in the hand of yourself and your friend.

Your walk comes to an end.

Because when life gives you lemons share it with a friend.

It's a beautiful thing.

So make lemonade!

As the cool morning breeze flows gently through the air.

Reminiscing the days' events.

Your friends' smile was lovingly fair.