Red Cross

A symbol bright of hope and care,
A helping hand that’s always there.
Through storm and sorrow, fear and loss,
Shines the gentle strength of the Red Cross.
Where hearts are hurting, they arrive,
Helping dreams and hope survive.
With kindness shown in every deed,
They answer every call of need.
Through days of darkness, cold and long,
They bring compassion, courage, and strength.
A beacon when the way seems lost,
The caring spirit of the Red Cross.
So let us honour those who give,
Helping others heal and live.
For in their service, we can see,
The very best of humanity.