Nov 2020
All alone I pray,
whispering into my clasped hands.
I mumble to myself,
and all I can do is hope someone's listening.
Warmth fills my body,
and I smile for I know that He's here.
whispering into my clasped hands.
I mumble to myself,
and all I can do is hope someone's listening.
Warmth fills my body,
and I smile for I know that He's here.
