Oh, those warm days of stumbling words; blinded eyes, embracing in sweet slow dances and sipping courage from a bottle for sneaking kisses.

— Kellie Elmore

Poetry will die when love and pain cease to exist.

— Kellie Elmore

Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days…

— Kellie Elmore

Sacrifices made for love are fine, unless the sacrifice is you.

— Kellie Elmore

Sing me a love song in a slow, southern drawl to the tune of sunny days...

— Kellie Elmore

Social media has infected the world with a sickening virus called vanity.

— Kellie Elmore

Some of the best memories are made in flip-flops.

— Kellie Elmore

Sometimes the only way to ever find yourself is to get completely lost.

— Kellie Elmore

Sometimes you have to put yourself in other people’s shoes to really understand the hardships of their souls.

— Kellie Elmore

That dip in the road-that sends your belly to your throat... that's how it feels when you kiss me.

— Kellie Elmore