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    There are some really nice poems out there, I came across this one whilst browsing, and thought I’d share it.

    This poem is about a very wonderful guy who I met on the internet. I never believed that a computer could hold someone so very dear. Within Five months we have become Best Friends.

    He is the one that I go to when I am sad or am happy. The one who knows my good days from the bad. And he is the one who taught me that even through all of the trials and tribulations of life you will always have the strength to go on. For you see my friend has Leukemia, And although this is a hard disease to have he has found the courage to go on. So this poem is to him, my Best Friend.

    A True Friend
    by LadyBrandi

    We met upon
    the internet,
    My heart you did
    not have yet.

    I sit and wait each day,
    for the song my
    heart will soon play.

    Of laughter, love and tears,
    You have washed away
    all my fears.

    To be my friend
    and see so deep,
    I now know why
    I don’t get
    much sleep.

    I have waited
    through all these
    years,
    To find something
    to hold so dear.

    And now I know
    I’ll never be
    Blue,
    For I have found
    a true friend
    in you.

    #376035

    Tenuous Connections

    “Silly soul!”, she muses,

    as once again, time clicks,
    and ticks, and slips away,
    ungracefully shuffling
    her fleeting fate, removing
    and dragging pieces
    of her life into oblivion,
    crackling her mind,
    and ripping threads
    from her heart,
    knotting and snarling painfully
    as cyber friends
    drop from sight.
    Understanding,
    unwillingly,
    the forces of dawns,
    reality checks, and
    flowers…wilting,
    she feels..faded,
    less than complete,
    missing in non-action,
    and melancholy-mooded,
    sifting and shifting
    through mind’s
    memory doors, opening
    laughter and tears,
    screams of despair,
    brooding madness echoing
    into the night and
    the colored dreams
    of beautiful souls
    shared lives, thankful, yet,
    yearning for
    the tenuous connection
    of doors
    who’s keys are…lost.

    “Silly soul”, she weeps.

    Erin Moen
    11/1/02

    #376036

    lovely poems sharon xxx

    #376037

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