Association Brain Food Weekly: 3.17.17
Reid All About it
MARCH 17, 2017
Wine comes in at the mouth. And love comes in at the eye; That’s all we shall know for truth. Before we grow old and die. I lift the glass to my mouth, I look at you, and I sigh. Happy St. Patrick’s Day. That lovely poem is A Drinking Song by W.B. Yeats, one of my favorite poets.