As we bloom like the flowers in the spring,
There is no other Joy that you friends cannot bring.
From the falling leaves to the summer heat,
There is no relationship that ours cannot beat.
In a blinded state with a broken heart,
Yet you friends have taught me how to restart.
From the asian glow to what I don’t know,
Still you see me, as a fellow bro.
Trust cannot be, by sight, in sound nor held,
But it is a feeling with you friends that I have felt.
Though we may part in the month of May,
I will never forget you all along the way.