Not those who cheered in sunshine’s glow,
But those who stayed when tears would flow
Not those who led in prideful stride,
But those who stood in silence, just behind.
A friend who reached through darkest night,
Whose quiet strength became your light
Not spoken words, but hearts that knew,
The kind of love that always grew.
They smiled with you through thorns and ache,
Like drops of water in a desert lake.
Not from habit, but the soul they gave
These are the friends who truly save.
Their presence is a quiet song,
A warmth that keeps you brave and strong.
If you have one, just one like this
You hold life’s rarest, truest bliss.
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