In the quiet moments of despair,
When shadows loom, and hope seems rare,
A gentle touch, a soothing hand,
First aid steps in, a guiding strand.
The pulse of life, tender and true,
Breath restored, a life anew,
Bandages wrap, calm the storm,
In care’s embrace, hearts stay warm.
In times of pain, and fear’s cruel grip,
A first aid kit, a hopeful tip,
With courage drawn from deep inside,
Lifeâs fragile thread, we gently guide.
So let us learn, and let us know,
To be prepared when troubles grow,
For first aid’s touch can heal the night,
And bring us all to morning’s light.