The following are all forwarded
to me
through either ICQ or E-mail. I have
no idea where they came from or who the
authors are. If anyone knows the author's
name to any please let me know so I can
give them credit.
A friend is one you grow
to love, trust, and honor
A friend is one who will treat you the same.
A friend is one who loves to share, even if it is a teddy bear
A friend is one to cheer you up, when your feeling down
A friend is one who makes you feel wanted
A friend is you my friend :-)
please pass this to your friend
May the world hug you today
With its warmth, and love
Pray it whisper a joyful tune in your heart
And may the wind carry a voice
that tells you there is a friend
sitting in another corner of the world wishing you well !
Every evening
as I'm laying here in bed
This little prayer keeps running
through my mortal head
God bless my mom and dad
and bless my little child
and take care of my spouse
when things start gettin wild....
and God there's one more
thing
I wish that you could do
hope ya don't mind me askin'
but 'PLEASE' bless my 'puter too??
Now I know that it's not
normal
to bless a mother board
but listen just a second
while I explain to you, "MY LORD"
you see, that little metal
box
holds more than odds and ends.
inside those small components
rest a hundred of my 'BEST FRIENDS'
Some it's true I've never
seen
and most I've never met
we've never shaken hands
or shared a meal as yet...
I know for sure they like
me
by the kindnesses that they give
and this little scrap of metal
is how I travel to where they live.
by faith is how I know
them
much the same as I know you.
I share in what life brings them
from that our friendship grew.
'PLEASE' take an extra
minute
from your duties up above...
to bless this hunk of metal
that's filled with so much love.
written by Tim
Thank you Tim, there are
many of us who agree :-)
I've seen the light...and
it's in you
In everything you are...and in everything you do.
It's a perfect light that shines for all to see.
It radiates from you...and has pierced the heart of me.
The light is from a friend...
It's a light that keeps me warm
It lets me know how loved I am...
and keeps me safe from harm
To You my Friend I am thankful...
In each and every way.
For you lift my spirits up with every passing day.
To know that you are there for me...
It makes me feel alive
because it is your friendships light
upon which my love thrives.
So Thank you isn't good
enough...
they are the only words I know.
It is your light of friendship
that gives my world its glow
Thanks for sharing your
light with me
for its the simple things in life
that are truly unforgetable.
Author Unknown :-(
I dedicate this poem to
all my friends
TRUE FRIENDS
The true friends who we
meet online are a very special kind.
They pierce your shields and see within the corners of your mind.
They're always there when you're in need with their power to
discern.
They feel your pain......they offer hope and genuine concern.
We bare our souls, expose our hearts and show our inner fears.
And then before you know it the keyboard's stained with tears.
And if we could see them through that screen then no one could
deny
That to be a TRUE online friend they too must surely cry.
Thanks for being my friend!
Due to my computer crash
I have lost the author to this one :-(
FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES
We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In IM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter', and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
they are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
Author Unknown :-(
another lost file ... please let me know if you know
the author. Thank You
If anyone would like to post their poems here, or
to those who have and they are lost from the crash,
please resend them to me and I will post them. If you
have a web site, send your url also so I can link the
poetry back to your site :-)
I will be posting more as I receive them :-)
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