I have a little group of friends
As dear as they can be.
I love them all, but sad to say,
Most I'll never get to see.
The only claim I have is that
When I feel sad, alone or blue,
I get on line, Play wav's and chat.
And maybe find someone who feels it too.
They give love and support,
Opinions and such,
Which I can take or ponder much,
But sometimes I round a bend
And LOL, I'll make a brand new friend.
Feel bad, or sad?
Just plain sick?
Got an attitude or habit You want to kick?
"It's ok," your friends will say,
"We've all been there before,
A time or two, just like you."
We know the ups, the downs,
The highs, the lows,
The "I-could-kill-that-so-n-so's."
The pain and strain,
Of getting through
The leave-takings without adieu.
We've seen it all,
the been-theres, done-thats,
We've worn all the different hats,
That makes us each uniquely "us,"
And when we want to make a fuss,
We come online and find
The equalizers,
The friends, who become our sympathizers,
Who know, And feel,
And wish, And pray,
When you both know
There is nothing more to say --
But an online friend
Will say it anyway.
All wrapped up in a warm hug!!