I raced through Killer Keepsakes and really loved it smart and interesting and entertaining.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Surround yourself with what you love whether it's family pets keepsakes music plants hobbies whatever.
The heart like the mind has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.
I kept it for myself like a keepsake as if sharing the memory might lead to its dissipation.
I admire him I frankly confess it; and when his time is come I shall buy a piece of the rope for a keepsake.
Keep all special thoughts and memories for lifetimes to come. Share these keepsakes with others to inspire hope and build from the past which can bridge to the future.