There is a small place on the net
Where like-minds have gathered and met
This house has no doors,
No walls and no floors,
And a family I'll never forget

There's been many good times and some bad
Times we've been happy, times we've been sad
But mess we do make
With chocolate and cake
And food fights to make our hearts glad

The veteran, the newbie, the old and the young
Walk through the door with the welcome sign hung
Now some I do mention,
With particular intention
It is for them that my song is sung

There's Marti who's quiet and sweet
Who's heart with great strength does do beat
Foul demons she did face
With courage and with grace
This Amazon don't give in to defeat

My sister Jaelle, Oathmother and friend
To whom daily my thoughts do I send
Your friendship's a treasure
I will keep forever
A presence on which I can depend

Lyni, dear Lyni, whatever can I say?
Your antics amuse day after day
At night you do plot
To keep us at the trot
And willing we join you in play

And what of Caillen, whose gentle exterior
Doth hide a most cheeky and sneaky interior
She will throw a cream bun
Then grin, duck and run
To avoid a swift cane to the posterior

Diana, Jenn and Ysabet, live here no more
The paths they that trod, led out through the door
But their spirits remain
In this virtual domain
A candle in the window burns evermore

Leri and Amalie - our day we did share
With tissues, laughter and tend'rous care
Though the oceans are wide
To keep me from your side
In spirit I will always be there

And at last I reach here
Two ladies more I hold dear
They created an ideal
That we have made real
To Marion and Val - I wish you good cheer

Sisters have come and sisters will go
But one simple fact, with joy I do know
We're each to the other -
Oathdaughter, Oathmother;
And deep in our hearts, our family does grow.

by K'Tara

A sweet lass, kind and true,
tries her innocence on you.
She claims to be good,
but won't stop when she should.
Even if you're wicked K'Tara, we love you.

by Cerri

I've been so awfully, dreadfully busy,
With schoolwork making me dizzy.
It will get worse, I fear,
At college next year.
I am shaken about like a ginger ale fizzy.

by Lorina