I don’t know about you my blogging friends but I have to disagree with this quote from Samule Johnson…
‘No one but a blockhead writes,
except for money’.
What about for pleasure and companionship? or does this poem describe us all?
Faceless, nameless people.
Anonymous surfers of the net.
Like unseen butterflies flitting from site to site,
Gathering information nectar,
Browsing the work of others,
Reading, viewing, scanning, clicking,
Enjoying the sites that adorn the internet
Like flowers in a global garden…
Here is a lovely poem about the friendships we make with our online friends.
My husband has finally gone to work
My children have finished their play
they’ve gone to bed their stories read
Now it’s my time of day.
I’ve had one of those days
you know what I mean
so I sit back and relax
and turn on my screen.
I’ll talk to all my friends
who know just what to say
to make my stresses go
and my troubles fade away.
My friends you’re always there for me
whenever I feel blue
and though we’ve never met before
I know our friendships true.
And although we haven’t been friends for long
in this short time it seems
we shared so many things already
our hopes, our fears, our dreams.
We come from different walks of life
but we share a common bond
and it’s time to say that of all of you
I’ve grown so very fond.
So thank you friends for being there
whenever I’ve needed you
I know you’re always there for me
and you know I’m there for you.
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