A helping hand

We cannot choose our challenge,

For most times they choose us,

And though there's gold to win,

It causes fret and fuss.

And sometimes we meet troubles,

That seem to overwhelm,

We feel adrift in stormy seas,

No hand

upon the helm.

Yet somewhere in the darkness,

A steady light shines clear,

To warn us of the danger,

To show which way to steer.

So though we may feel helpless,

And a small and weak inside,

Remember, just by asking,

We'll always find a guide.

'the big I.D.E.A.' is here to answer any questions that you have about the job hunting process and your career. If you would like any support or advice in these areas, JUST ASK.