In a wonderful day they planted
In the fertile earth of friendship
A beautiful small plant of friendliness
With a cup of tea and a little smile
There it grew every days attempt
The good habits of manures they used
The tears of joy they gave
Where it made large branches and shades
The friendship has became a wonderful tree
The tree have hundreds of crores of leaves
Sometimes buds shown in day light
The sun gave its service with sun rays
The rain gave its showers with happiness
The friendship is still standing there
Though friends in individual way disappeared
It is said the people wandering here and there
Exclaims about the wonderful tree
And cutting a little branch from the tree
To plant in their own leveled fields
Some way it grows here and there.
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