The paradise I knew
Lost now to years,
When youth yet be
A part of me,
And had no boundaries
As far as you could see…
‘Twas paradise alive
For life to thrive
On courage sound,
Would so derive
Felicity that loomed
Thru fate want found…
Alas would end
Such reveries of youth,
The while did suffer
Fantasies falter,
As mature felt reality
Eventually alter
The paradise I knew,
Or so I’d dreamed!
Poetry on a Canapé 
Reminds me of Wordsworth’s, “Splendor in the Grass”. So nostalgically lovely.
Me thinks you words are far too kind, but please don’t stop, as gluttony is a difficult addiction to give up cold turkey.
On a more serious note, it is such a pleasure to be reminded of these great literary masters, and to my good fortune, between you and my dear wife Marianne, I have the pleasure of being fed English and French authors. I mustn’t forget to mention that our friend from Australia is also a learned contributor, on the Anglo side of the feed equation. Thank you Paulette for this one. Jean-Jacques
Sharing great and inspiring words is lovely, and helpful ( 😉 ) to me. I continue to learn and grow, and appreciate. Have a beautiful weekend with Marianne. Paulette ps. and the furry kids
Thanks again dear friend. I truly am touched by your inspiring comments and encouragement. And a wonderful weekend to you and yours too. Jean-Jacques