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 thru. 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.
Thank you Sam for sharing your beautiful poem with me and visitors to my site.