Years ago, if you were to say to me,
Your very good friend would be an Aussie.
How would that happen I did not know.
How could a friendship with that kind of distance grow?

Then one day a computer was bought,
And on line I went, and found myself caught.
Caught in the friendships that were unheard of before.
Friendships of the heart is what I did score.

For the beauty of it all is it's the heart that really matters.
The heart and the friendship I found in the chatters.
Some chatters come, and some chatters go.
Some true friendships, I found really grow.

First in the chatrooms and then icq.
Unconditional friendships I knew this was true.
I knew we were friends because of who we are.
And not for our color, size, money, or car.

Next was the voice chat and a cam to see.
Was this real, could we be talking for free?
To see you and hear you, your accent was great.
To have a friend like you wasn't just fate.

We met that day, because it was meant to be.
The angels were watching us, I'm sure you'd agree.
Though miles apart keeps us away.
We will meet for real someday you say.

A hug I send you until that day.
And a real hug you'll get when you come my way.
My friend I love you, for who you are.
My bestest buddy, an Aussie, my friend Scar.

By Cindy.......3-12-00

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