Sonnet 97 — How like a winter hath my absence been
by William Shakespeare (1609) — a poem card from Justes Mots
Time spent apart felt like deep winter — even in summer — because the one who is the year was gone.
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
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Themes: long-distance