He’d not stay long,
In life’s short run
Be too soon gone,
As if one shunned
To an early dawn,
From a place won
In a shortish song,
He as a brother be
Far too young gone,
Gods fixed not see,
As life span of a pawn
Alas was short-lived run
Thus, alike an early dawn!
Might you have parted
without telling your friend,
dear Marc, until it was too late…?
Ode, two scores late, for the passing
of Marc Tetreault, the rarest of dear friends.
written in Sweetsburg
April 17, 2022
Imagery - Wanderer Above the Sea by David Friedrich
Music - No Problem by Chet Baker Quartet
Audio - recital by Jean-Jacques Fournier
PS: If there should be an afterlife or such a thing as a next life,
Marc is the one true friend I would seek to befriend again.
Thank you, Francina. Despite this having happened many years ago, like I said two scores, he was the kind of person and brotherly friend that influences one’s life for the better, and in a positive manner that one can but be forever thankful. It gives a feeling of a positive outlook in this often cynical world!
Poetry on a canapé 
A beautiful poem and recital, Jean-Jacques. For some reason, I cannot leave a comment on FB.
Dear Jean-Jacques, I am sorry for your loss of such a dear friend. Beautiful poem tribute to someone special. Groetjes to both of you. Francina
Thank you, Francina. Despite this having happened many years ago, like I said two scores, he was the kind of person and brotherly friend that influences one’s life for the better, and in a positive manner that one can but be forever thankful. It gives a feeling of a positive outlook in this often cynical world!
Jean-Jacques
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A beautiful homage.
An homage indeed, but far too late in coming. Thank you, Paulette, Jean-Jacques
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