May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart. – Terri Guillemets
Dreams are road signs along the nighttime highway of sleep. – Terri Guillemets

May love touch every brutal soldier and every uncherished heart. – Terri Guillemets
Dreams are road signs along the nighttime highway of sleep. – Terri Guillemets
Nothing is sad on a beautiful morning save to look down and realize you just had the last sip of coffee and the mug sits indifferently empty. – Terri Guillemets
Shedding late-summer tears for the end of cherry season. Patiently and hopefully waiting for pumpkin pie season. – Terri Guillemets