Our Heavenly Father

We made fathers of the older ones that truly cared for us. With strength and guidance, they made men of us. There were many of us. We were sisters and brothers, not by blood, but by something stronger. We wept together and swore vows to each other. In the tears of our deep lament we let out the pain of abandonment; our tearful faces to the sky, it was to our heavenly father that we cried.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s