Autumn binds poetry in its own withered leaves. – Terri Guillemets
Outside of a teapot life is but thousands of dusty affairs. – Terri Guillemets
Autumn binds poetry in its own withered leaves. – Terri Guillemets
Outside of a teapot life is but thousands of dusty affairs. – Terri Guillemets
For those uneasy with the world, solitude is the only guarantee of confidence. – Terri Guillemets