Happy New Year Carole...

This is an excellent work expressing the views of life from the exhileration of freedom found when young and to the realities of time and age combined...the emotional character is displayed well by two poets in combined poetic display through poem...

enjoyed...

Art Sun...

Carole and Jon this is wonderful work...

great collaborative work here, Carole and John, and love the beautiful empathy and wistfulness here. I guess our exuberance can be crushed until we're old enough not to care anymore - then it returns with a flourish! :)) Nice work and we look forward to more in the coming year. My best wishes and seasons greetings. Kate xx

I guess youth really is sometimes wasted on the young! A thought provoking write Carole

I love this,,it is unique and makes me think of the balance of life..each stage from birth on is unshelling.
Christine

As we at one time referred to it all as the "awakening" and you both have done it justice, beautiful writing...

Be always safe,
Karen

Very smooth collaboration Carole and Jon, a difficult write and topic but one that your combined talents handled wonderfully. Great job.
fee

Such a vivid portrail of the crashing of innocence whenever it happens. Eloquence and depth carried this reader back to those moments when another part of innocence was forever banished. Awesome combination of talent here. Liz

What an enlightening write about the journey we all take, hoping that somewhere along the way we will overcome the challenges and obstacles presented in young adulthood and grow into adult maturity. Some of us make it and some of us survive only with bruised egos and psyches that are forever burdened.

It is when I am moved to feel once again the embryonic protection of the scent of flowers in the air and the wind rustling through the trees that I retreat to the perfumed air of my beloved rose garden and linger 'neath the swaying hangers of my graceful weeping willow and drink deep of the moment, no matter the while.

To face the times of our troubled spirit and closed doors and apathy, there's nothing like a sacred retreat to refresh the soul, if only a garden in your mind.

Dear Carole and Jon, thank you for sharing with us your unique insight and wisdom and your wonderful way with words. "Youthful Exuberance" is a classic treasure!

With respect and admiration,
Richard

Oh, darn. I thought this was about ME! LOL Still, all in all, a good write; well done, kids!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Very skilled write. I enjoyed.

Dear Carole, How nice to see you write again. I am always impressed with your deep writing. Everyone is born with an asset called time, but no one knows the quantity available to him / her. Some are realists and some are dreamers until the day of awakening. It is only then that the human being is really born. Love, Emile

As I said under Jon's poem, this is a stunning collaboration. Why youthful exhuberance, it is knocked out of us by adulthood: doesn't have to be. Where is the wonder? The imagination? I, for one, refurse to grow up. :) A magical write, well done, Carole.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.