French Poetry Poems

<p>This book closes all my youth I almost unknowingly did it it goes through my life at night I wrote it and cried to myself.</p><p>I am not casting the past into a new one: so is man changing as the flow of power. You poetry let it remain forever bring you to the friends of the Creator.</p><p>You strange reader who do you think ah read with the human heart and be careful not to mumble to me:</p><p>In the first sack you see the child only and then the sorrows of his youthful dreams and in the last manhood begins.&mdash;from the book</p><p></p>