Trauma
I thought I knew all about trauma, from childhood so many years
Post-Traumatic Stress, anxiety, nightmares and so many fears
But look at all this now! There is trauma all around!
Everyone living through and many waiting for the trumpet to sound
I rely on the same survival skills I knew and of course I pray
For everyone going through all this, every single day
Bless you all with hope, comfort, peace and light!
Wrap yourself with gratitude and hold onto strength to fight!
These are the times, we thought that we would never see
These are the times, to spread our words with serenity!
Heidi Sands
9/2/21
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