Re: A new poem I wrote today...... for all of you... please read

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That was a very beautiful poem, Debra!!

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[Guest guest]

Wow That is right on and thank you for sharing it

Gentle Hug,

Jerri

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't

seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships

bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to

rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even

care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an

invisible hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain

can mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

Deb V, you are such a sweetheart, too. Didn't know you were such a

great poet. This poem is so beautiful. Thanks for sharing it.

hugs,

Debbie J

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't

seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships

bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to

rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even

care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an

invisible hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain

can mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

You are so talented, Debra. Wow.

Jeanne in WI

A new poem I wrote today...... for all of you... please read

We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a bond.

From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't seem

to care.

Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships bloom.

We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give affection.

We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart everyday.

We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to rain.

Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even care.

I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an invisible hand.

Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain can mean.

Love

Debra V.

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[Guest guest]

This is a beautiful poem. Thank you for writing it. It so nicely

expresses US . . .

[Guest guest]

Hi

Thanks for the very good and beautiful poem! You are

excellent! I will save it with the other poems.

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--- debra van ness wrote:

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon

> we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a

> commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many

> friends we build a bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others

> just don't seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected

> friendships bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and

> cry and give affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love

> from the heart everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro

> turns the sun to rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know

> the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us

> most don't even care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to

> grab an invisible hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we

> understand what pain can mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

__________________________________________________

[Guest guest]

Hi Debra,

This is a fabulous poem. You are so talented.

Love,

Annie

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't

seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships

bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to

rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even

care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an

invisible hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain

can mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't

seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships

bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to

rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even

care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an

invisible hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain

can mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

That was very beautiful Debra. Thanks for sharing it with us.

Hugs,

Wyndi

A new poem I wrote today...... for all of you... please read

We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a bond.

From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't seem

to care.

Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships bloom.

We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give affection.

We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart everyday.

We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to rain.

Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even care.

I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an invisible hand.

Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain can mean.

Love

Debra V.

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[Guest guest]

>AMEN!!!!!!!That says it all~~~~Thank you! Leanne

> That was very beautiful Debra. Thanks for sharing it with us.

>

> Hugs,

> Wyndi

>

> A new poem I wrote today...... for all of you...

please read

>

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an invisible

hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain can

mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>

[Guest guest]

Very welcome friend. It came from the heart.

Debra

weachy_01 wrote:

>AMEN!!!!!!!That says it all~~~~Thank you! Leanne

> That was very beautiful Debra. Thanks for sharing it with us.

>

> Hugs,

> Wyndi

>

> A new poem I wrote today...... for all of you...

please read

>

>

> We sit to type black on white to describe the demon we daily fight.

> No faces to see or voice to hear, yet we share a commone fear.

> From across the states and far beyond, of many friends we build a

bond.

> From the soul of secrets we all share, when others just don't seem

> to care.

> Each sitting in a differnet room, yet so connected friendships bloom.

> We learn we have such connection.... we smile and cry and give

affection.

> We are here when others turn us away and send love from the heart

everyday.

> We comfort each other when in pain,when fibro turns the sun to rain.

> Others don't know what we feel..... we only know the pain is real.

> The blank expressions and distant stare tell us most don't even care.

> I read your letters and understand as I reach to grab an invisible

hand.

> Coming together on an electric screen, we understand what pain can

mean.

>

> Love

> Debra V.

>

>

> __________________________________________________

>