You've been like a family to me
somewhere safe where my words are heard,
sometimes bad, not always in rhymne
but you are a place where I love to spend time.
So many, good, good hearts and souls,
I love your poetry and how the story unfolds,
the greatest thing is the pat on my back
when some in my life just want to attack.
Though your faces, I may never see,
I praise the lord for imaginary,
your words and verse, keep me strong,
thank you so, so much, you've made me belong.