Children’s patter of tiny feet, Though dawn turns into dusk and fleets, There is a conjuring of young playing Balloons on birthdays and running Room to room with everyday fun To remind us of the days done. Copyright: welkin siskin
welkin siskin
Children’s patter of tiny feet, Though dawn turns into dusk and fleets, There is a conjuring of young playing Balloons on birthdays and running Room to room with everyday fun To remind us of the days done. Copyright: welkin siskin