Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow’s dark array,—
Days of absence, I am weary:
She I love is far away.
(Jean Jacques Rousseau)
Whom is this all about???
Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow’s dark array,—
Days of absence, I am weary:
She I love is far away.
(Jean Jacques Rousseau)
Whom is this all about???