When I grow old <br />When I was once young <br />When I knew my time had come <br />When all has approached <br />The war undone <br />I shall still be <br />The one under the sun <br />Whilst those who died and those who cried <br /> Shall still mourn <br />Forever wishing <br />Forever grieving inside <br />I shall be able <br />To hold this head high <br />Though I sigh and never deprive <br />My heartaches for the one sacrificed <br />When I grow old <br />When I was once young <br />I knew this day <br />This month <br />This hour would come.<br /><br />Ruth Rayment<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-i-grow-old-2/
