Into my life came a radiant hue,
Colors of friendship, and riches anew.
Your unselfish manner asking, "What can I do?"
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you!

Your friendship I treasure--words simply can't say,
The warmth and affection your e-mails display.
Always wishing to give, and your words do ring true.
I'm glad I touched keyboards with you!

We share many secrets as most "Close Friends" do.
We've suffered, survived; and, yes, made it thru.
Those difficult times, when most had no clue.
I'm glad I touched keyboards with you!

As the breeze gently blows thru fresh morning air,
I see you not, yet I know you are there.
*Smiles* that glisten as fresh as morning dew,
I'm glad I've touched keyboards with you!

You've painted my world, and Oh what a 'View.'
Sweet pale pinks, fresh greens, and gentle blue.
When my day is finished, and I bid you adieu,
I thank God I've touched keyboards with you!

© 1999  Samantha
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Midi playing ~ "Karma"
Source ~ Dolphin Dream's Midis
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