"Father"

 

 

Opening my eyes, I look at what I see in my hands. A Baby,

an orphan...down in the gutter, unloved

by the World.

"I am your Father; know the comfort of laying in my

arms." And in His eyes,

I see the glimmer of Hope.

 

Father 2000Ó Carla / maddie_fxfr

 

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