Fire Fighter's Wife:
~As water reflects the face, so one’s life reflects the heart.
Fire Fighter's Wife:
~We may not be God, but we are of God, even as a little drop of water is of the ocean.
Fire Fighter's Wife:
~Flowers are the music of the ground... From earth's lips spoken without sound.
Fire Fighter's Wife:
~Here comes the summertime...
Fire Fighter's Wife:
She loves me. She loves me not.
Fire Fighter's Wife:
The Hopeless Romantic
Fire Fighter's Wife:
La vie est belle