In celebration of our 41st Anniversary

When You Are Old

William Butler 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.