We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens,
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means; Talking to stranger, became friends, Finally we've found each other.
With our mouse we roam, A friendship we do form; Friends that are wonderful like a cherry blossom tree, And treat each other as family, whatever or whoever they may be.
*a poem dedicated to my fRO friends/family*
yeeeeey! PORING!!!!! (^w^)