"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 sigh."
William Butler Yeats, Green Helmet and Other Poems.
Roisin McCardle from Limerick, éire, wins a wine tour for two for sending us this one
Well done Roisin! See you soon in the South of France!
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