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Memories.
Memories are the flowers of friendships.
They are flowers we gather, to keep for the rest of our lives.
They are the flowers we plant in our own garden of remembrance.
The garden we create within our inner minds.
They grow with each coming together, of those we love and cherish.
Unlike the flowers some of us grow in our material garden, they never die.
They may fade, and sometimes lose their brilliance,
but they spring back to their brilliance the moment we remember.
They are flowers of unique beauty, for we and we alone have created them.
Cultivated them and tended to them.
No other garden has such blooms of colour, perfume and delight.
So tend your garden well dear friend, it will give you much joy and happiness.
It will brighten up the dullest day that you may encounter.
It will give you strength to continue along your pathway.
Till your return to the source of all life.
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