“One kiss, my bonny sweetheart; I'm after a prize tonight, But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning… — Alfred Noyes Copy Share Image
“I want to soothe him, want to stroke his cheek and run my fingers through his hair. I want to pull his… — J. Kenner Copy Share Image
“Death watched me, amusement once again lifting to his dark eyes. Unlike me with my bedraggled clothes and knotted hair, he looked… — Kalayna Price Copy Share Image
Unless we're very intentional about meditating on these truths [that show God's love], they slip from our thoughts like misty dreams that… — Elyse Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image