What does heaven know of me if not my hunger. My complete dependence. My wide open wail.
It’s our first prayer on the day of our birth.
It is my only prayer.
Dear God…
Feed me.
Victoria
What does heaven know of me if not my hunger. My complete dependence. My wide open wail.
It’s our first prayer on the day of our birth.
It is my only prayer.
Dear God…
Feed me.
Victoria
