I went into a saloon last night br and a notice stood out br like a beacon light. br The notice read as follows. br br There are no strangers here, br only friends. br There is no frowning, br only smiles. br If you are feeling lonely, br this is the place to come, br as there is always br someone to talk to, br for there are no strangers here, br only friends. br br 19 April 2008 br br br Note: br br The poem was written around a quote that hangs in the saloon of the western town I helped build.