Monday, May 5, 2008

When You Are Old

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 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.















William Butler Yeats
Tabor family photos

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939) was perhaps the most distinguished poet of the early twentieth century. Yeats fused elements of his Irish heritage with a modern temperament to create a matchless body of moving, well-wrought verse.

this poem is dedicated to the memory of my grandmother
Sarah Lucinda Bartlett Tabor
Love Mimi


14 comments:

Pam said...

I love these pictures! The only one I remember seeing is the one of your grandmother in front of the trailer. You must be on another sorting stint!! I want copies. :-)

Daughter of the King said...

This was sweet....
Deby

Lisa said...

I enjoyed your poems and pictures.
Have a Blessed day. Lisa

Ruthie said...

Very nice tribute to your Grandmother.

nannykim said...

Nice; love the pics, poem, and your Grandma's name

Me said...

I really like the first photo...

MYSTI said...

What a lovely poem, and very touching pictures. Made me want to go through my pictures looking for my great grandparents.

Cathy said...

That is very sweet and touching, Mimi.

joan said...

What wonderful photos. How great to remember your grandmother. Hope you have a wonderful week.

Tina Trivett said...

Oh Mimi...this is so perfect. A beautiful, touching tribute.

Sharon said...

I enjoyed this poem and your pictures. It all fit so well together for your tribute. :)

Mary said...

A beautiful tribute to your grandmother.

Blessings,
Mary

Jodi said...

I love the poem you picked out to go with these pictures, Mom. It has a very graceful flow to it ... fitting Mrs. Tabor to a T.

Maxine said...

So, so sweet. Many things are making me teary today and this was another one.