My Mystery Friend Poem by Rachel Waldrep

Although you are a friend of mine,
and letters we exchange.
I wouldn't know you on the street,
and doesn't that seem strange?

You hold a place within my heart,
unusual and unique;
We share thoughts and special dreams,
and still, for you I seek.

I picture who I think you are,
perhaps you picture me.
An intriguing game for both of us,
for someone we cannot see.

So for this friendship we possess,
we owe e-mail a debt.
Perhaps the charm lies in the fact,
that we have never met.