Дейнекина Виктория Михайловна писал(а): One day I`ll plunge into your poems,
Your words in books were like the columns.
When you composed for me the text ,
I read and thought what will be next
Are you an angel or the selectes one?
The main idea was not gone.
You put toghether words in lines,
I read them in the lonely nights.
Your attitude to many problems,
Was very anxious- that`s not nonsense.
You drew the picture by the world,
And made your own little world.
You liked to make your lovely nature,
By colours what are neatly matched.
You went away from life so early,
Your words are stil alive and burly .