No Spilt Milk
No little hands
That I can hold
No bedtime stories
That must be told
No skinned knees
No tears to dry
No spilt milk
Over this- I'll cry.
Jolene Durrant
That I can hold
No bedtime stories
That must be told
No skinned knees
No tears to dry
No spilt milk
Over this- I'll cry.
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