HILY'S FRIEND PAGE

THIS PAGE IS DEDICATED TO ALL MY WONDERFUL FRIENDS....I LOVE THEM ALL...

AN ANGEL TO WATCH OVER MY FRIENDS

MY FRIENDS ON NET

MY FRIENDS ARE HERE UPON THE NET
THEY TALK TO ME EACH DAY
THEY LISTEN WITH AN OPEN MIND
AND HELP IN EVERY WAY

THEY HEAR MY WORDS AND TALK OF HOPE
THEY EVEN GIVE ME PRAISE
AND NEVER EVER BRING DISPAIR
OR LEAVE ME IN A DAZE

THEY ARE MY FRIENDS AND EVEN THOUGH
I NEVER HAVE SEEN THEIR FACE
I ALWAYS LOOK FOR THEM ON HERE
AND SHARE MY LOVE AND GRACE

FOR IF I DID NOT KNOW THEM
I WOULD BE SO LOST
FOR THEY ARE WORTH MORE THAN GOLD
AND I'LL KEEP THEM AT ANY COST

SO IF BY CHANCE YOU MEET THEM
AND YOU REALLY NEED A FRIEND
JUST POST THEM AND THEY'LL LISTEN
YOU'LL HAVE A FRIEND UNTIL THE END

written by: Agnes Rigney - Sept. 16, 1998

IF INSTEAD OF A GEM,
OR EVEN A FLOWER,
WE SHOULD CAST THE GIFT
OF A LOVING THOUGHT
INTO THE HEART OF A FRIEND
THAT WOULD BE GIVING
AS THE ANGELS GIVE.

A FRIEND IS A TERRIBLE THING TO LOSE
CHOOSE TO REMEMBER THEM ALL!

This poem is dedicated to one of my very special friends on the net. She is known to most as THE MAMA. She and I have been friends for over a year and she is always there when i need her to talk or listen. She will always be my closet friend and i love her and her family dearly. Mama you are dear to me in everyway. Stay as sweet as you are. I love you Sue. Big Giant Hugs to you.

FRIENDS ARE ANGELS

THERE'S AN ANGEL I SEE
WHEN I LOOK AT THE SCREEN
AND I TALK TO MY FRIENDS
EVEN THOSE I'VE NOT SEEN

THEY ARE ALWAYS THERE
WITH AN OPEN EAR
WITH A CARING HEART
AND A LOVING TEAR

THEY REACH OUT TO YOU
IN YOUR TIME OF NEED
AND NO MATTER THE TIME
THEY WILL PLANT A SEED

THE SEED OF HOPE
THAT WE SOMETIMES LOSE
AND THEY WATER IT WELL
SO THAT WE MAY CHOOSE

THE WAY WE TAKE
IN OUR DAILY LIVES
MAY BE LONG AND HARD
BUT WE WILL SURVIVE

JUST AS LONG AS WE KNOW
WHEN WE LOOK WE WILL FIND
THAT SPECIAL ANGEL FRIEND
SO LOVING AND KIND

IF LIFE HAS YOU DOWN
AND THE WORLD IS SO CRUEL
JUST REMEMBER YOUR FRIENDS
AND THE GOLDEN RULE

written by: Agnes Rigney Sept 29, 1998

LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF...

Forfeit Once I had a chance to play for the Yankees And pitch the winning game. Oh It wasn't for the fame Nor to see my name........in lights Nor To reach the heights. I just wanted to play for the Yankees. But Duties called and said I couldn't. And Commitments told me that I shouldn't. Yet The truth of it all is simply that I wouldn't. So I lost my one and only chance For lasting romance And No one cared, and No one said thanks When I gave up my one and only chance To play for the Yanks.

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