In the quiet dawn, friendship blooms anew,  
A spark of trust, a bond so true.  
Yet, shadows lurk behind bright eyes,  
A whispered word, a subtle lie.  

Like autumn leaves, it falls so fast,  
A fleeting moment, gone at last.  
What once was woven tight and strong,  
Can unravel in a silent song.  

A single breath, a careless deed,  
Can plant the seeds of silent creed.  
And in the blink of an eye,  
Friendship fades, a soft goodbye.  

Hold tight, for wounds can heal or sever,  
Friendships fragile, lost forever.  
Cherish the moments, hold them near—  
For fast they fade, and disappear.