When you get old...

We read a poem in class that really made me think. So I will post it for you guys here and hopefully someone will reply. Anyway I owe everyone a story I know but I have been swamped and my back is in agony. I feel old LOL. anyway here is the poem I hope you enjoy. Until next time remember my motto and #1 rule to live your life by.

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.

Carpe Diem,
Silas Marner