FACELESS FRIEND

Your face, your smile,I have never seen I dont know the colour of your skin
Your voice and laughter I have never heard
I donīt know if it is soft or loud
Your hugs I have never felt
I donīt know the strenght of your arms
Your hand I have never touched
I donīt know if it is calloused and worn

But to me you are my friend
Dearer and sweeter than many Iīve found.
The question comes to me, "How can that be?"
You donīt know a face, a touch or a sound
But is it the physical nature of a person
That causes me to call you "My Friend"
Or the feel of a touch or the strenght of a hug?
I donīt need those for you to be my Friend

You have shard with me words of strength
At times I have felt weak and worn
You have brought a smile, a laugh
Uplifting me and bringing me joy
You have lent your ear to me and listened
Then gently guided and directed me with your words
You have hugged me tight and wiped my tears
Then generously gave to me above and beyond

You are more than words on a screen
For behind those words is a person who cares
A person with feelings, a tear, and a laugh
Who holds my mind safe and secure
For even tough I donīt know your face, your touch
I feel and see you in my mind

You have been all to me that i needed you to be.
Now and forever within my heart....
My faceless Friend