May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart. – Terri Guillemets
There ought to be a way to combine “autumn” and “morning” into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity. – Terri Guillemets
May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart. – Terri Guillemets
There ought to be a way to combine “autumn” and “morning” into one word, the combination of the two is special enough to be its own entity. – Terri Guillemets
Those we love and lose are always connected by heartstrings into infinity. – Terri Guillemets
Under every full moon are lovers in love, and under every bright sun two friends smile as one. – Terri Guillemets