That doesn’t wither
Grows in my heart steadfast
By passage of stormy weather
Inspired by a bunch of red roses I received from Sasha for our son’s birthday on 9 July that look still quite fresh after two weeks.
© 2018 Irina Dimitric
you neither chirp nor tweet.
Your laughter is much like mine,
my cackle is much like thine.
We are two sister souls,
one clad in feathers,
the other in clothes.
~ Irina ~
I’m a budding blogger. Poetry and photography are my newest passions, living in perfect harmony inspiring each other. I like both free verse and form poetry and am quite proud to let you know that I am the creator of a new form named ‘tercetonine’.
Blog Name: Irina's Poetry Corner
Blog URL: http://irinadim.com
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You’ve done this form justice, Irina.
Thank you so much, Susan. Positive feedback from my mentor lifts up my spirits. 😊
Great poetic tribute,dear Irina!Happy belated birthday wishes to your son ❤
So sweet of Sasha,he bought them with the real father's love,that's why they don't wither.Love,happiness,peace to you & yours 🙂 xxx
Thank you so much, dear Doda. Thinking of you and your people at the time of these horrific fires. My prayers go out to Greece. 😇💖
Thank you for your sympathy,dear Irina.It is a National tragedy,I feel devastated xxxx
Sending you hugs ❤ ❤ ❤ xxx
So beautiful Irina… ❤️🌹🥀❤️🌹🥀 sending love 😘
Thank you so much, my friend. 💖🌹 Hugs 😍