Call of the Wandering Song....

I've only read a few of William Butler Yeats poems, but I have adored each one that I've read. Valerie loved his poetry. The poem  "the song of the wandering Aengus" for some reason has been recurring in my life for some reason.

Early this morning Valerie had another seizure.  I calmly tried to recite the poem to her.  She is now sleeping...

Though I am so old with wandering, I will hold on to my glimmering girl...

the song of the wandering Aengus