If you, Like me, Were made of fur, And sun warmed you, Like me, You'd purr. — Karla Kuskin Copy Share Image
“The sun that warmed our stooping backs and withered the weed uprooted- We shall not feel it again. We shall die in… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
I wished for nothing beyond her smile, and to walk with her thus, hand in hand, along a sun warmed, flower bordered… — Andre Gide Copy Share Image
He dropped the pretense, and dropped his head, so his brow came to rest against the sun-warmed top of hers. His arms… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
