
The Language of Us
Doris Falidis-Nickolas’ poetry beautifully captures love, loss, and remembrance, offering comfort to those navigating grief.
ARNOLD Bradley James 30.10.83 - 23.12.04 How constantly I think of you with my heart and eyes that fill, the love in life I had for you in passing grows stronger still. Let the winds of love blow softly and whisper in your ear, I love and miss you sadly for today has been another year. A mother holds her childs hand for awhile but their hearts forever. Merry Christmas my darling Son. Mum
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