Poem of the Month
I will be putting up a favourite piece, once a month, on this page.
This is my selection for July. When You are Old - W.B. YeatsWhen 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 lookYour 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 fledAnd paced
upon the mountains overheadAnd hid his face amid a crowd of stars.