Felix's Space

When you are old

poem

Another year,so many things changed,so many people left,I don’t know what to do,but carry on and on.

Viva la vida!

        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.
　　
　　(BY William Butler Yeats)

1 Jan 2015 #poem