In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
Life is a mortal maze, and only a few truly find their way. – Terri Guillemets
In springtime, love is carried on the breeze. Watch out for flying passion or kisses whizzing by your head. – Terri Guillemets
Life is a mortal maze, and only a few truly find their way. – Terri Guillemets
Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn. – Terri Guillemets
Autumn birds speak cheerful poetry from their berry-stained beaks. – Terri Guillemets