What a Friend

I walked along and realized
you were there.
How long 
have you stayed with me?
How long have I failed
to see?
When I began to speak
you smiled.
You didn’t call me out
or demand apologies.
You just smiled
and listened.
As I talked about my desire
to know you
and help others know you
you threw your arm
around my shoulder.
And you smiled.
It mattered not if I would
see it through.
It only mattered that we walked
and talked
together.
It was a really good morning.
What a friend I have
in Jesus.

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