Your face, your smile, I have never seen I don't know the color of your skin
Your voice and laughter I have never heard I don't know if it is soft or loud
Your hugs I have never felt I don't know the strength of your arms Your hand I have never touched I don't know if it is calloused and worn
But to me you are my friend Dearer and sweeter than many I've found The questions come to me, "How can that be?"
"You don't know a face, a touch, or a sound." But is it the physical nature of a person That causes me to call you "my friend"
Or the feel of a touch or the strength of a hug I don't need those for you to be my friend
You have shared with me words of strength At times I have felt weak and worn
You have brought to me a smile, a laugh Uplifting me and bringing me joy
You have bent your "ear" to me and listened Then gently guided and directed with your words
You have hugged me tight, wiped my tears Then generously gave to me above and beyond
You are more to me than words on a screen For behind those words is a person who cares
A person with feelings, a tear, and a laugh Who holds my mind safe and secure
For even though I don't know your face, your Touch I feel and see you in my mind You have been all to me that I've needed you to be
Now and forever within my heart...My Faceless Friend....
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