Survivor's Aid.

Compounding small troubles, clouds sweep across Mind, and envelope the will at times, test Out strengths, and feed doubt. We're at a loss To understand why, but forcing our best Face forward, we try. We are Survivors, So we believe. Fragile minds conceive fear In storms of emotion, but will revive If given a seed of faint hope. Clearing Our sight, we inhale fresh thinking again And see sense. Ability to reason Will surface only if we find painful Any hurt.. Survivors take seasonal Checks on life. They delight in heartfelt peace Which early forgives, so brings love's increase.