While awake...
One day I will say to those who follow me that it was worth it. I will be thankful for every day that brought me a new lesson, a new chance to learn more.
One day.
One day I will know that certain things are of more importance than others, and I will feel peace in knowing that my struggle with this has brought me where I am now.
Today I am greatful that I have a few but very dear people near me.
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When You are Old
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
W.B. Yeats
One day I will say to those who follow me that it was worth it. I will be thankful for every day that brought me a new lesson, a new chance to learn more.
One day.
One day I will know that certain things are of more importance than others, and I will feel peace in knowing that my struggle with this has brought me where I am now.
Today I am greatful that I have a few but very dear people near me.
---
When You are Old
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
W.B. Yeats
