One day
When I’m no longer
There,
Music you still hear
Will be the sound
Life gives pleasure,
From joyful tears
In garnered measure,
Of such memories
That wants linger,
As for the while
You’ll mean recall
Those many times,
We gourmet dined
On moments treasured,
Held of words did bind
Your love and mine!
Poetry on a canapé 
Beautiful.
Thank you… At times the feeling of gratitude for one’s good fortune, while sitting across from one who is primarily responsible for its continuation, is just so overwhelming, words of the kind come to mind and write themselves. Jean-Jacques
I understand, subjectively, from whence you speak. Give Marianne a hug from her friend in California. 😉
Thank you, I will, and a hug for you too. Jean-Jacques
Lucky me and happy to be……..
I can only speak of my own experience with a modicum of accuracy, which suggest that luck plays but a small part in the good things that happen to us. Like recognizing the potential fit, and the lasting value of the opportunity… then acting upon what we may be able to call luck. On this issue, lucky me too. Jean-Jacques