Unseen Friends (16)
Amazing Anna.... and very true
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somechick: Unseen Friends
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 with 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 PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought 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.
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 with 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 PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought 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.
I like it.
;-}
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this so true ,lovely poem 
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somechick: Unseen Friends
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 with 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 PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought 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.
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 with 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 PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought 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.
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Thank You all for your comments and thank you Don for your poem.By the way I do like it.
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somechick: Thank You all for your comments and thank you Don for your poem.By the way I do like it.
Thank you, Anna. Really didn't mean to hi-jack your thread.
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Very nice Anna...and so true!!!! Thanks for sharing 
Do you mind if I print it out??
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The_Kansan: Thank you, Anna. Really didn't mean to hi-jack your thread.
Don highjack away.
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xoredheadxo: Very nice Anna...and so true!!!! Thanks for sharing Do you mind if I print it out??
Sure go for it.
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Bumpty bump Bump
I didn't write this and can't recall who did but I think we can all use this today.
I didn't write this and can't recall who did but I think we can all use this today.
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Sometimes when I log on to CS and see what is going on in the world(CS of course) I realize what I have been missing and that the world is still turning, no matter what I am doing. It is so easy to see what is really in peoples hearts. Some people put up their pics - theirs?- and say the wildest things. But I think, that like in a relationship, everything comes back to haunt us, so we have to be careful what we do and say.
Some peoples heart have so much love, they can do nothing but show it.
Some are lovers and some are fighters. Some are prejudiced and some are open minded. Some learn to forgive and some hold grudges for life. Some express their pain then move on......
CS is such a great mirror of the real world.....
And we can all show ourselves from the safety of our computers.....
(Of course, I have learnt that Karma will catch up to you, so I will always be nice).
Some peoples heart have so much love, they can do nothing but show it.
Some are lovers and some are fighters. Some are prejudiced and some are open minded. Some learn to forgive and some hold grudges for life. Some express their pain then move on......
CS is such a great mirror of the real world.....
And we can all show ourselves from the safety of our computers.....
(Of course, I have learnt that Karma will catch up to you, so I will always be nice).
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I have a couple of invisible friends myself.
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Very cool, Anna, and so true. That really sums it up.
Also, to the Kansan...very awesome version of that tune. I like it!
to both of you.
Also, to the Kansan...very awesome version of that tune. I like it!
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Sorry!!!!!!!!!!!
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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 with 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 PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen that we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share the thought 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.