I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming spring on my face. – Terri Guillemets
Time is an old firmly rooted tree; we are the breeze rustling its leaves. – Terri Guillemets

I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming spring on my face. – Terri Guillemets
Time is an old firmly rooted tree; we are the breeze rustling its leaves. – Terri Guillemets
Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend. – Terri Guillemets
I love my father as the stars — he’s a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart. – Terri Guillemets