 More about Barb - Click Here  While the site was down Came back again and again Leaving with a frown Never knew how often I spent my time with you Until I could not get in And was left so sad and blue You are all a part of me I can see it clearly now Even tried backdoors Just to get in some how This was a just little test To find what we really feel The pain of not getting in I admit was very very real Just wanted you to know How I missed everyone I feel like I left the shadows And can once more see the sun Bet a lot of you felt it too And Just the same as me Really could feel the pain Of missing our online family It is more than a friendship We have a common interest It is more likened to a kinship We all have something to say And all have some kind of story About their lonely broken hearts Or just proudly waving ole glory Many come here to meet others And this is a good place to start If you need some advice or help We will all try and do our part Some poems are very funny Others are about the broken They can tell their story here About things they've never spoken The hurt and pain and lonesomeness Or the sweet thrill of being in love About lovers out on the ocean Or just floating on clouds above So this club is the place to be You will enjoy our company we all have one thing in common we all write and read poetry our founders name is Cindy someone you will come to adore for there are many poets here but she always welcomes more One that I knew would come true I would wish for real happiness For me and for everyone else too There would be no reason for war No unwanted children crying alone Everyone would trust their mates And no lonely people by the phone We would work together in peace All could live where we love best Children would live without fear And our lives were no ongoing test So if everybody was really happy The Countries would all get along For Living the way we all choose And we could all sing our own song So I would wish you real happiness Filled with loving and smiling faces The peace that angels can bring you And God in all situations and places We would have the holiday spirit Everyday the whole year through For if I had only one wish to give It would be happiness for all of you From the mud comes the rose Never pruned or fertilized And yet the flower grows It worked its way upward Through the rocks and mud Lived months with no water Then drank up after a flood Survived the scorching heat And in the winter it froze But came the spring time Produced a most lovely rose It had the look of velvet And the color of dark blue On the end of a its pedals Were teardrops made of dew And the smell of its perfume Filled the lonely night air So living alone in an ally It stood so proudly there A young man saw its beauty And started to pick the rose His fingers between the thorns Pulled the flower to his nose He did not pick the flower Instead he just walked away But there he was with a shovel And a pot the following day He carefully dug up its roots And placed it into a lovely pot He gave it some good rich soil Because this rose was not forgot He gave it to his sweetheart And she placed it by the door For everyone that comes to see And it will live in mud no more Someday, my friend, we will meet in that Friendship and Love Forum in the sky.  
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