Hand Across the MIles

Mommy received two copies of this poem via email today. It made her think of those recently lost, as well as a dear friend who died a little less than a year ago. Mommy had never met her in person.


Hands Across the MIles
(Author Unknown)

My hands are always reaching,
Far across the miles.
To unseen friends so far away,
They help to bring a smile.

I may never get to see them,
But their friendship is so real.
Just as if they were beside me,
How good they make me feel.

For friendships know no distance.
The miles do not exist.
For they are in my heart forever,
Some things one can't resist.

I reach out with thoughts often,
Towards those friends unseen.
Wish things could be so different,
With no distance in between.

How I wish to simply see them,
To give a welcoming embrace.
And pledge friendship in person,
Is the dream I seem to chase.

So to all the on line friends out there,
Reach hands across the miles.
And you will be rewarded,
With everlasting smiles.