My Precious Friend

Mid of July, four years ago,

I met you.

I sit and I type and I stare at my screen, 

I can't help but wonder what all of this means.
With mouse in hand ...I roam through this maze,
On an infinite search... lost in a daze.

We chat with each other, we type all our woes
At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes.
I wait for somebody, to type out my name
I want recognition, but it is always the same.

Soon between us friendship are formed - but - why I don't know,
Our friendship, will flourish and grow.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt,
In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.

Why is it on screen, I am so easily bold,
Telling my secrets, that have never been told.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell, 

I have some problems, and need someone to tell.

I can't tell real people, but tell someone I must
So I turn to my laptop ...and to those whom I trust..

Even though I haven't meet you personally...the truth still remains, you are one of my trusted friend.

Among life's precious jewels,

Genuine and rare

The one I call 'our friendship'

Has worth beyond compare.

Having you as my friend is such a blessing,

My Nurse, my Friend my all in all.

Your sweet voice mend my broken heart in a glance

As my heart really wants to dance.

No words can express how grateful I am

How can I find the shining word,
the glowing phrase that tells all that
your love has meant to me,
all that your friendship spells?
There is no word, no phrase for
you on whom I so depend.
All I can say to you is this,
God bless you my precious friend.