My Friend

You are my friend

This may seem

A strange claim

For me to make

Since we have never met

But you are, just the same

You are here/there

Reading my words

And giving me your time

And some space in your mind

If only temporarily

I placed these words here/there

And you‘ve picked them up

To juggle them in your head

To find some sense of me

Then you know me, be it a little

What greater gift could you give

Than a portion of your time

This briefest bit of attention

This small measure of acceptance

For we each have only so much to give

Though we may soon separate

Or never again cross paths

You were here/there now

You gave to me part of your life

And, thus, you are my friend