Category: Writers Block
Into my life came a radiant hue,
Colors of friendship, and riches anew.
Your unselfish manner asking, "What can I do?"
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you!
Your friendship I treasure--words simply can't say,
The warmth and affection your E-Mails DISPLAY.
Always wishing to give, and your words do ring true.
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you!
We share many secrets as most "Friends" do.
We've suffered, survived; and, yes, made it through.
Those difficult times, when most had no clue.
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you!
As the breeze gently blows thru fresh morning air,
I see you not, yet I know you are there.
*Smiles* that glisten as fresh morning dew,
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you.
You've painted my world, and Oh what a 'View.'
Sweet pale pinks, fresh greens, and gentle blue.
When my day is finished, and I bid adieu,
I thank God I've touched keyboards with you.
Wow I love that, Season, I feel that way about many friends on here *big hugs*.
ones again, its a poem from a forward mail. its my heart beat to all the zoners here. cheers.
Touching the keyboards the fingers like dancing one with the other while the music plays on. Life Flows on. Connie
Cool as well.