Underneath courage shouts fear but of a hoarse voice. – Terri Guillemets
If spring betrays the summer, would autumn never arrive? – Terri Guillemets

Underneath courage shouts fear but of a hoarse voice. – Terri Guillemets
If spring betrays the summer, would autumn never arrive? – 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