The glow of the moon is poetry
The blossoming of flowers is poetry
The blossoming of woman is poetry
The glow of woman is poetry—
and even more so, because
the light comes from within.
—Terri Guillemets
women
Strays
A middle-aged woman’s best friend is not diamonds but tweezers.
—Terri Guillemets
Tending
Women blossom and re-blossom throughout their lives, thus in age making a beautifully garden’d reminiscence of many kinds of flowers.
—Terri Guillemets