Cry Not Over Spilled Milk

K-ind clime makes one smile, 
R-ain falls on a crying bird; 
I-t's better to accept things, 
S-poken words can't be recovered. 
T-ry not to cry over spilled milk, 
I-t's already gone to waste; 
N-ever be in vain regrets 
E-ven if it has a better taste. 

G-rieve not over spilled milk, for it cannot be undone; 
O-ctober tenth early morn, it's time to see the sun. 

E-xpect the unexpected, 
D-on't mind the broken silk; 
I-t's nice to utter with a laugh, 
C-ry not over spilled milk.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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