Perspective

When it feels like you’re not a blessing, but a curse,
And it seems like life can’t get much worse;
That’s when God comes to you,
His love is true.

Instead of your attention focusing on Earth,
Try looking up, and life will have worth;
If you can’t see the end,
God is your friend.
 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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