I've been blessed with
many I call friend
Ones who reach out and touch
something deep with in

Some I'll never meet face to face
Never go and visit their place
Never share a meal or walk
Just doesn't matter much at all
Because your apart of me
don't you see

I read your pain, joys, compassion, faith, and love ....
In each stroke
That's how we've become known
How so many of our paths meet
I wonder at the feat
that can take strangers
from so far and wide
and build such a bond
So to me it does not matter
that we've never met
We've met in my heart
and that is the best start!

Thank for allowing me
to call you friend!

©2005 Tina Clark