I was just thinking about a friend that has departed and how she changed my life. I met her and her husband online on ICQ over 10 years ago. This is just something I wrote for her and since I cant't talked to her maybe in someway she can see this and know she is still in my heart, my friend forever.She did get to read this the next day after I wrote it.

Miss Ya Trish... Sorry I never made it to Canada to see you and your family...

Voices....Lets just say I have found a voice to penetrate the hardest of hearts. To hear this voice is like hearing birds sing at dawn. It's the most beautiful sound I have ever heard! It rings your ears with passion and compassion, all in all erotic within the realms of good taste. I spent the night tossing and turning praying to hear the voice again. Oh, how I longed just for one more word to pass through my heart. But alas this would not happen. I find comfort is this voice, so familiar yet so strange. I scream aloud and hope to hear the voice call to me, but then again its the voice of a friend a phone call away. But still I want to hear the voice, I search the net in the hope of finding my friend. To the voice that took my night of sleep away, i give you the deep compliment of forever calling you my FRIEND.

What a beautiful tribute to your friend

And you shall hear many other voices in your heart
and lifetime...

Nice write and tribute to your friend!

nice write and tribute to your friend