People come and people go
ever changing to and fro
friendships fade or friendships grow
some we slowly come to know
Some may tell of what could be
some spread trouble make us flee
few there are whom we can trust
fewer harmful and unjust
Sometimes friends may turn to foes
sometimes their affections close
sometimes enemies turn friends
some on whom our lives depend
People places traces things
all are fleeting fragile wings
yet there is one friend that's sure
constant loving true and pure
Even if we scoff and fight
he is there to ease our plight
he was here before the earth
or the heavens gave us birth
His commandments never fail
his example blazes trails
when our journeys come to end
Jesus is our constant friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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