Friend

All tough winter through I share my love
With a dear, friend of mine
Her gentle soul soars like a dove
Cute arse is, doing fine

Every night with tired eyes and mind
She stops work, late again
She using all the energy she can find
Success is, not less pain

May Spring with all its pleasures divine
Scatter hope, love and fest
On this stylish spooky crab so fine
So she can, be the best

I look upwards perhaps to a star
To say, that you will win
I know soon you will be flying far
Dearest love, never give in