Daughter
He calls me daughter.
He calls to me "daughter" from the depths of the miry pit. Where I have been left, forgotten, sitting in my filth.
"daughter" in a soft compassionate voice "lift your head, lift your eyes"
I...
He calls to me "daughter" from the depths of the miry pit. Where I have been left, forgotten, sitting in my filth.
"daughter" in a soft compassionate voice "lift your head, lift your eyes"
I...