Author Angelina Weld Grimke I When I was young and innocent, I used to rise and go Into the night and pray O God To feel some love II Now I am old and worldly-wise, And walk where shadows grow, O! how I yearn for her I was So long ago. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments