He Is Always There Poem by Jona PoloRamirez

Where are we heading to? Do we really know?
Where would we really be after life on earth is thru?
Have we figured out yet the purpose for which our
Life on earth is being spent for...
I woke up one morning and realized where I was
I opened my eyes wide and thought I am looking
At God's extended hand - that has always been there
Just right before my eyes...

I guess I had been sleeping all through my life
Not realizing He is just a reach from my extended arm.
Bad things did happen a lot in my life, I guess it is
His way of touching my hand. It's just like He's saying...
'Hello! I'm right here beside you, just extend both
Your hands, it's okay to have bad times...
That's when I'm with you all the time...'

I've had some good times and bad times in my life,
I wish I could dwell more on the good times I had,
But then I guess when good times are at hand
We tend to forget who we owe the good times from,
My friends let's not forget where our blessings come from
Before it's too late for us, let's offer to Him our hand...