A True Friend

Like a song sung in the rain
in a lost forest where no one hears

Like a broken record that plays the wrong tune
at the wrong time in the wrong place

Like a foreign language that has no ears to understand
when someone is in trouble or in need

Like a tumble weed in the voiceless desert
wandering away to nowhere in particular

Like a book used as a prop
for an uneven table

So some friendships go.

How precious and worthy is the Savior’s love
as one who is faithful and just
to the last drop of blood

to keep his words, promises, and never goes back
who never hides, never lies
never derides

but deigns to live, to die, and to wash the feet of evil creatures
that we may know
what a true friend is.