I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming spring on my face. – Terri Guillemets
Life is not always fair. Sometimes you get a splinter sliding down a rainbow. – Terri Guillemets
I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming spring on my face. – Terri Guillemets
Life is not always fair. Sometimes you get a splinter sliding down a rainbow. – Terri Guillemets
Life is life, and death is life, and everything in between. – Terri Guillemets