My problems felt big,
Until you told me yours.
Until I saw the way your pain
Whilst you tried to stay composed.
You sat, with a smile on your face,
And told me of your pain.
I found myself sinking with you,
As your smile waned.
We made a plan.
This was a problem that might have no end,
But from which you could be made safe.
And we won, today.
And whilst, together we fought,
My problems got smaller,
We were stronger.
We will find a way.
Daily Poem #993