A Lucky Star, and Best Friend

The day she is not with me is the day that I die following her always, with no frown or no sigh. My life would not be complete without my very best friend I know she'll always be here, until the very end. I thank her for life and all the joys so far praying to God always, on a lucky star. I love you so, so much you are my everything thanks for being you, and taking me under your wing. Raindrops on roses and a few of my favorite things her face would always glisten, each time I would sing. Beautiful by nature a true friend at best surpassing all the others, she's better than the rest. Whatever it may be boys, a cough, or just a mood she will always sit and listen, never, ever being rude. I never have to say when I'm feeling down she only just knows, by my hidden frown. Her hug or her smile can break my mood so fast making me see the bright side, putting the bad to the past. Now as I'm older you could call us a pair our looks, wit, and charm, are only a few that we share. My world is only whole with her by my side having her always there, to love and to guide.