I just liked this.

[forevermore413]

When You Are Old- WB Yeats

When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your yeas 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

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[my_pain_screams]

I like this too, very much so.

[forevermore413]

I just went on this tour of the town that Yeats based a lot of his poetry off of. It's like a little fairy land. I didn't really know much about him until I did this, but now I'm starting to really like his writing.

[hpotto456]

You just reminded me that I used to have this framed in my room as a child.

Wow. wow.

[hpotto456]

And come to think of it, why?