THE NET You found me when there were so many others, You went to so much trouble..you really bothered. We had our times..both good and bad All in a small room , that's all we had We talked for months..and it felt like years We talked, laughed and even shed some tears Like a flower we grew, Day by day, more beautiful and true. We shared our thoughts, life , our fears, We encouraged each other, we helped..we would hear We were brothers friends family..all that Even though at times to each other we were a brat We graduated our room and to bigger things we moved on, It was by chance that this happened, that it was done. Then came the phone..and could things get better?? All I could say my tears got wetter. Letters turned to words, clicking turned to voice A voice so deep, that would cut through ice. It started off weird, strange, awkward, But it just got us closer and the inner feelings outwards. Where do we go from here? only god knows But dear friend with you things could only grow You are my flower , and I have watched you blossom When you grow old, in a book..i will place you..in its bossom. A book called life..that talks about love Love that was found beyond expectation..way above. Dhabia