When You Are Old
"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."
-----William Butler Yeats
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."
-----William Butler Yeats
posted by stewdog | 7:56 AM | Permalink
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Stewdog, are you sending secret messages to Michael Moore again?
Nonsense, O dog of wonder.
That poem was secretly dedicated to my one true love.
Babs Boxer.
Babs Boxer. "But one man loved the political slut in you."
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