Smiling warmly, she radiated that protective glow
Oh, how close time has made us grow
You used to be a childish figurante
But now you are my close confidante
Sharing all my worries, I felt a flow
Of peace as I tied her lovely bow
Thanking God of the presence of this bacchante
I shared with her my warm croissant
We will always be there for each other, I know
Holding each other through storms of life and so
And in extremely sad times, I will sing you a courante
To bring a smile on your lovely face, my confidante
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