Communication

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Friends

If I thought I was your friend
And you walked alone in grief,
I’d feel I failed my duty ~
I’d feel just like a thief
To hoard away the comfort that
The Lord gave me to lend,
And, not share in your suffering ~
No, that wouldn’t be a friend.

So...if you’re sad or hurt or sick ~
Please let me share that day,
And please, don’t think you’d bother me
If you asked me to pray;
For friends can share the sunshine
But, they share the trials, too ~
And I want to be the one you’d call
To share that time with you!

Joan Clifton Costner
Copyright
Under His Wings

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