When you are old – W B Yeats


Today as usual when I was as usually strolling through Tumblr I came across a blog named “Writings for Winter“. An Anonymous asked the blogger “Do you remember the first poem you ever fell in love with?” 

She mentioned 2 poems out of which the 2nd one touched my heart… Its as if my old age was running infront of my eyes… 

So here I go sharing the poem “When you are old” Written by W B Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

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