
Sorrow remembers us when day is done.
It sits in its old chair gently rocking
and singing tenderly in the evening. – Iain Crichton Smith

“Sorrow remembers us when day is done.” Iain Crichton Smith

Sorrow remembers us when day is done.
It sits in its old chair gently rocking
and singing tenderly in the evening. – Iain Crichton Smith
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