Friday, April 07, 2006

Friday's Drinking Poem

Well it is Friday night when people like myself usually enjoy a nice drink. Unfortunately, I have much too much work for that, but in honor of all those who are enjoying one - and to start a new Friday trend - here is a short poem:

A Drinking Song

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

-Yeats 1910


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