Faceless, from across the land or sea.
Real people coming together
In a common bond, seeking and
Enjoying the company they find.
Needing the relaxation we all
Desperately seek.

Into each of our lives the
Search for knowledge or help

Will be met with friendly words.
Even the teasing is met with silent
Laughter. There are those who
Come and go so quickly, but the
Ones who stay find friends across the
Miles of space and share a closeness through
Ever moving electrons of this "The Computer Age".

© Eileen Lowe 1998

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