My Number One Fan

The world calls you Anne
And nothing from it you earn 
Creaky busy Buses daily take you round
And crazy drives you their sound 
But I will forever call you friend
For each other we’ll treasure to the end.

The clouds might cover the sky dark
But my friendship for your path light spark
Streams of painful tears down your cheeks might flow
But my hands up will wipe slow
If ever filled with sorrow
From me happiness can borrow

You are the greatest bosom buddy
Filling life with sweetness like an awesome candy 
Your smile turns day’s dark into light 
So smile always to make my days bright
You are a great friend Anne,
My number one fan.