A man paces back and forth
across his bedroom floor.
His wife sits watching
she sees that he's sore.
"We have to do something",
he says suddenly.
"I can't bear to see the pain anymore.
We need to act quickly."
"Something must be done,
to help the yidden out there.
For they are suffering something terrible,
they're tearing out their hair."
"This illness has reached our community,
and it just cannot be ignored.
What can we do to help,
through his brilliant mind he pored."
Suddenly he smiled
as an idea came to his mind.
We'll make a website,Rebbetzin.
We're going online.
Day and night he worked,
info from everywhere he took.
He thought of ideas,
and opened the big book.
Finally he was ready,
the day had come.
A website with advice,link,
and a thriving forum.
The site grew and grew
the members increased.
And you might've thought,
his involvement would cease.
But he's there every day,
no matter how tired.
He reads everything,
puts thoughts to inspire.
He's funny and sensitive,
and commited to the end.
He's saved countless people,
marriages helped mend.
But he won't reveeal who is,
I geuss that's okay,
cause if I knew who he was
I'd probably be at his house every day.
