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.