You came into my life when once again*

I was mourning the death of yet another dream*

With a name like Vulture I never said halooo*

for fear of receiving a crude message*

One day your name appeared in blue *

I clicked and saw a face with piercing eyes*

but no sign of a vulture*

I still said nothing,,and went away*

When I returned,I posted "back"

You in turn posted "front"

And thus began our adventure**

IIt was back in March of 98*

In fact it was my birthday*

My second all alone*

With only comfort from screen,keyboard*

And some bird preying*

On every word I posted*

n fact it was my birthdaymy second all al*

With only comfomcreen,,keyboard*

A Each night I began looking forward to that bird*

And our stimulating one word chats*

We drove some friends nuts but soon they too tried to join in*

They soon realized,,the magic was only meant for two*

You said to me one day*

What you now need is a friend and not a lover*

When you lose a lover,the friend is what you miss most*

So his gift of friendship was my four leaf clover*

It seems you too were in need of a friend*

You had a dream for an off spring*

But she in turn,,placed it on hold*

No one understands the hows and whys*

Maybe not meant to be part of human understanding*

One thing I know for sure*

Through all the tears and pain*

There was a Blessing to be had*

I too was blessed the day you came into my life*

I used to have a child-like Spirit*

Where a child believes and trusts and hopes and dreams*

Of all you read and hear of*

but the realities of life,,chisel at that child's spirit*

Bit by bit,,till no longer a child there*

But an empty shell of what could have been,,yet is not*

But deeper searching..will find a tiny flint left*

And it's up to us to light or let it die*