Who are your three  people? 

The ones who have your back

The ones you can talk to about anything 

When the facade crinkles 

When your night turns black 

When you’re crying

My husband, my brother, my mother-in-law 

Each of the above answer when I call 

They’re sweet to my dog 

They’ve got wisdom  

They always seem to give a hand to get me across the schism 

It’s good to have a friend 

One of my husband’s top three came over tonight and dropped off some homemade soup 

Because my husband has a cold 

He quietly left it there on the stoop 

A good friend is worth more than gold

I brought it in, warmed it up, and brought it to him 

Our pup too was there

We all bowed our heads and said a prayer 

Turns out I’ve got more than three 

I’m so grateful to God for these precious friends He’s given me