Day 61.
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
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- Heather
- I'm a wife to an amazingly handsome hard-worker who makes my daily dreams realities and a mama to 3 of the funniest little peeps I'm certain I'll ever meet! Life is Grand indeed!
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