I'M COMING

When your heart is ripped in pieces, I will bring you my adhesive, called laughter. When your lungs yearn for air, I will give you my spare, called comfort. When your body shrieks in pain, I will give you my cane, called help. When your mind is a mess, I will show you progress, called hope. When you just need a shoulder to rest your tired head, pick up the phone, and before you can speak, I'll say, "I'm coming."