When You Are Old

So this week we're going to talk about the poem "When You Are Old" by W. B. Yeats.

I loved this poem personally. Which is why we're gonna talk about it, obviously, but let's go over what the poem is about first.

It's about an elderly women by the fire reading a book and thinking about her love. He has since passed away, but he was with her from her younger years and beyond. He loved that she aged and that she had a "pilgrim's soul".

First of all, I find this to be true love right there. Anyone who will stick with you throughout all your hardships and physical changes truly and deeply loves you and cares about you. They aren't obsessed with your looks and  they can handle you at your bad times. And God knows we all have bad times.

It says that many people loved the woman's glad graces and loved her beauty, but her deceased lover went beyond the superficial and gave me. He loved that werewolf transformations (metaphors ladies and gents), he loved the crows feet and the wrinkles. What he loved about that pilgrim soul was everything she had been through and everything she had become.

So even though she may have been like that werewolf in the gif from time to time, her lover ultimately saw her as this:

So the lesson in this poem would be to find someone who loves you for you. Your insides, your outsides, your good, your bad, your ugly and your beauty. Find someone who roots for you and fangirls for you-- and be sure you feel and do all the same for them

That's it for this week, my ladies and gents! Keep on lovin' until next week (actually keep on loving forever because the world needs it).