She ate peaches and cream

While she waited to dream

In the green peach fields

~Stacy M. Lugo

Sweater, n.: garment worn by child when its mother is feeling chilly.

~Ambrose Bierce

The front porch swing squeaks as she leans, her prom dress ruffles her knees ~ dragonflies dart around her head as she waits for her date to arrive ~

~Suzanne Simonovich

How cunningly nature hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses and violets and morning dew!

Ralph Waldo Emerson

I will never be an old man. To me, old age is always 15 years older than I am.

Francis Bacon

Humor is mankind’s greatest blessing.

Mark Twain

Her squared jaw, still delicate like the curve of the moon, is etched into the black sky. Unsmiling, impassive, she offers her white-gloved hand to me. In awe, I am unable to move, unwilling to risk desecrating her perfection, her purity, with my touch.

~Jodi Diderrich

Time ceases when your voice comes in whispers ~ your perfume influences me to bend~ in awe we taste the secret of love’s command in this pianissimo of life ~

~Suzanne Simonovich

She’s searching for happiness ~ when darkness turns dawn she wakes to singing birds and sunshine, learning that choosing life is joy ~

~Suzanne Simonovich

A sweet drink of nectar quenches my thirst ~ I feel bright and strong, doubts are simply not an option today ~

~Suzanne Simonovich