At lifespan pace,
With morrows
Crowding close,
The days so burn
There’s barely light,
Afore I’m to adjourn
From yet in sight,
While I urge to find,
Time left to see the night!
Poetry on a canapé
A journey through Jean-Jacques Fournier's poetry
Poetry on a canapé 
So true. You blink and where’d it all go? Treasure the blessing of the life here now, that’s how living goes for us. Have a great weekend to you and your lovely Marianne & fur babies.
Will somebody please put on the breaks ? This is making me dizzier than normal!
And a great weekend to you all too dear friend. Jean-Jacques
My partner and I stumbled over here coming from a different page and
thought I might as well check things out. I like what I
see so now i’m following you. Look forward to looking at your web page yet again.
A large thank you for your interest in my poetry… and welcome aboard!