Flowers whisper “Beauty!” to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
A flock of geese leave their lake and take wing, turning to poems in the sky. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
Flowers whisper “Beauty!” to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
A flock of geese leave their lake and take wing, turning to poems in the sky. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
To whoever invented fantasy, redwood trees, and apple pie for breakfast: well done. – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com
“Life is too short,” she panicked, “I want more.” He nodded slowly, “Wake up earlier.” – Dr.SunWolf, professorsunwolf.com