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Out
of cyberspace you appeared--
My words, you said, to you endeared.
My poetry drew you in, you wrote--
Each word I penned gave you new hope.
For
months we talked through just our keys.
A kinship grew through similar needs.
I met your family there online,
And through our emails you met mine.
An
Iowa farm girl—that was you—
Now
with a home, a garden, a big yard, too.
In life you’d been hurt like me,
But you struggled, you coped, and time set you
free.
You
said my Angel
Wings was the best--
Head and shoulders above the rest.
You told me you read it every night.
"Angel," you called me, when you would
write.
You
couldn’t wait for another post,
"But," you said, "Angel Wings
you’d
love the most…
No
other would ever take its place!"
It felt good to feel a smile on your face!
You
helped me through my darkest day
When my loving Father passed away.
When I was down you picked me up,
And you said it was I who brought you luck.
I
remember when you visited your Mom and your Dad,
And afterwards, how you were so glad.
Fresh rhubarb from your garden you took--
Your Dad was excited about the ‘crisps’ he
could cook.
Memorial
Day saw a barbeque in your yard,
But Father’s Day for me was really hard.
You had the kids, grandkids, a whole family--
Homemade ice cream--but you still found time for
me.
How
could we possibly know then
Your precious life was almost at an end?
Just three days later you were gone…
Not
even a chance to say ‘so long’.
I
never once heard your sweet voice
And now time has left us no other choice,
For suddenly—without warning—you were stolen
away.
I miss you, my online friend…farewell ‘til
another day.
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