In the quiet realms where silence speaks,
A tender touch begins its gentle quest,
Upon the canvas of life’s fragile peaks,
First aid whispers, bringing hearts to rest.
Through shadows deep, where fears reside,
The soothing balm of care finds its way,
Binding wounds with love, side by side,
Turning night into the hopeful day.
With steady hands and knowing eyes,
The art of healing unfolds its embrace,
In every gesture, a promise lies,
Restoring strength with tender grace.
In moments where the world stands still,
The first aid’s melody softly plays,
Guiding souls through trials and will,
Towards the dawn of brighter days.