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The Passing of Time

No, my darling, The passing of years The gray hair The faint wrinkles The extra pounds Have not diminished my admiration for you to the least But Have become additional reasons for my love to augment To unimaginable heights! (c) Demetrios Trifiatis 26 June 2016

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 6/26/2016 1:33:00 PM

- I see: A beautiful heart and a warm soul, dear Demetrios - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 3:05:00 PM

A heart that loves cannot be anything else but beautiful and warm dear, Anne-Lise! I am certain you know it! Thank you my friend! Hugs!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 6/26/2016 11:15:00 AM

wow, talk about supportive!! (and more to love!!)

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 3:08:00 PM

It is certain that your husband has come to the same conclusion as me and has more reasons to love you now more than before! Thank you for your visit and comment!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 6/26/2016 10:54:00 AM

inner beauty just keeps on going, demetrios... very inspiring.. huggs

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 3:10:00 PM

Inner beauty always grows although outer may decline! It is the soul of a person we love more and the soul is getting younger and prettier dear, nette! Thank you my friend! hugs!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 6/26/2016 7:53:00 AM

Nothing compares to the brides of our young youth, I too have been blessed beyond measure.

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 8:19:00 AM

Nothing, my friend, Richard! Thank God and thank you for your visit and comment. I know you belong to this category of blessed men! Thank you my friend!

Suzanne Delaney

Date: 6/26/2016 5:40:00 AM

So wise. With age we see more than the eyes can tell. Each wrinkle is the trace of a smile. Love is ageless as you say. SuZ

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 8:11:00 AM

Each wrinkle is a monument of happiness shared my dearest, Suzanne! Thank you for you lovely visit and wonderful comment!

David Smith

Date: 6/26/2016 4:25:00 AM

Crisp and clear poem. Well done. Speaks to me as a young at heart 62 year old. From David in NZ

Demetrios Trifiatis
Date: 6/26/2016 4:34:00 AM

Thank you dear, David from NZ. Love, as you know, has no age for it remains forever young, therefore, even when you are 102 still you will feel the same. ! Have visited your beautiful country, North and South island! So kind of you to visit!