The birds of hope are everywhere, listen to them sing. – Terri Guillemets
His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
The birds of hope are everywhere, listen to them sing. – Terri Guillemets
His heart beat only love — not a drop of hate-tinged blood in his body. – Terri Guillemets
Dreams are road signs along the nighttime highway of sleep. – Terri Guillemets