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.