Like fruit, children are sweetest just before they turn bad. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
Like fruit, children are sweetest just before they turn bad. – Terri Guillemets
She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips. – Terri Guillemets
Did you really run into a monster on your path, or just a mirror? – Terri Guillemets
Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn. – Terri Guillemets