D Jackson 02/12/00
Written for two friends

Is it so much a wonder
two friends can really be,
from lands unknown so far apart,
though never the other to see…???

That they met by chance against the odds
is not what's important to them,
it's just they did, and now have a chance
to explore a new found friend…

Could this be the one
they've dreamed of so long,
or another dead end
and someone all wrong…???

Well, faith must live inside them both
and hope must rule their hearts,
for they now begin to bare their souls
and the story of each life starts…

With them now that was not then
many anxious moments consume them,
awaiting what they might find inside
the next note from their new friend…

Some words they'd put in the cyber abyss
that read like a welcome mat,
"Hello I'm here… if you'd like to talk…"
just to see where the other was at…

From those few words of intro
they form a little bond,
and who's to say that it won't last
or last for very long…???

They know it's sometimes not what's said
that keeps the interest there,
but, a curious mind and a hopeful heart
that someone out there cares…

So, back and forth they send out pieces
of their passions, desires, and opinions,
every thing from family to food
and even their more sensitive minions…

But, they're never quite sure they're connecting
in the way they intend to come through,
so, for now they stay easy-does-it
being more gracious than they ever knew…

But, can anything be taken a wrong way
that would cost a potential best friend,
for as time goes by and the new wears off
isn't a real friend still there in the end…???

So, off come the shackles and binders
that hold down what lives deep within,
caution aside, they start to tell all
"Whatever I am, I just am"…

Swapping secrets with fervor now
they try their best to unload,
every flaw they've found or see in themselves
they're trying to widen this road…

E-notes trade faster than stocks on the floor
of wall street, who'd surely be envious,
and each can't help but, wonder a little
if this one's the last as they send it…

But, it's not and the notes keep flowing
what feathers that ruff are few,
all those feelings of worse fears don't come
and it's then they finally knew…

On the other end they’d found a someone
more interested in what they would be,
than all that they were, or from where they had come
It's the future that counts, not history…

From parts far apart, they each give smile
and think they've been granted a dream,
and it only came true because they were just them
not actors in a fairy tale scene…

It's our own expectations that give us our pains
when placed so hard and set,
exalted so high above our real needs
that they could never be met…

It's easier to hear a hundred truths
than bear one simple lie,
so, make your peace with honest words
that others will never ask why…

And, if you want this dream to happen
for it's chance to be in the end,
and become the thing you hoped for
your soul to find a real friend...???

Uncover your heart and listen
hear another heart speaking too,
the dream can be but, only come true
if you both - just simply be you…