The language of friends.

 Then Jared said unto his brother: Cry again unto the Lord, and it may be that he will turn away his anger from them who are our friends, that he confound not their language.
Ether 1:36

I find the language of a friend

is dulcet and does not offend.

Yet I remember all too well

in former days when it so fell

that I preferred to fuss and fight

and confound those who loved me tight.

And so I lost a friend or too,

and now I'm old and feeling blue.

God give me now a tongue so plain

that it will not cause grief again!