Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.
Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.
